Chapter 502

No, no, no!

This was a matter of life and death. If Tarquin was wrongfully accused of murder, he could face the death penalty!

The image of Tarquin facing a firing squad flashed through Elysia's mind, her heart leaping into her throat in panic.

She had to find out more.

Setting down her kitchen knife and wiping her hands on her apron, Elysia dialed Lowell's number.

"Lowell, do you have any idea what's happening at the police station? It wasn't him, so why is he still locked up after all this time? Haven't they cleared his name yet?"

"...Not yet."

Elysia frowned, "Is someone trying to frame him?"

For a moment, Lowell was at a loss for words, worried about scaring her or revealing too much about Tarquin's true identity.

After all, in Elysia's eyes, Tarquin wasn't the CEO of the Bradford Group; he was just someone from the Bradford family who once had money and then went bankrupt.

After pondering for a moment, Lowell replied,

"Ms. Thorne, you don't need to worry about this. We'll handle it. Just take care of Elijah for Tarquin."

""

hanging up, Elysia zoned out

with a determined twist of her brows, she hurriedly

she checked on

at dawn, and only Elliot was awake, murmuring,

Elysia whispered back:

Breakfast is in the pot. Remind Blossom and your brothers to

are you

heading to the police

of concern crossed Elliot's

a single one of them would bother with him. Since Elijah is his

softness touched Elliot's

in the

about Blossom and the boys;

bit more. If you're hungry, go ahead and eat. Oh, and

"Got it, mom."

checked on Blossom, then grabbed a thermos filled with breakfast, worried that

her electric scooter was out of charge, she took a cab to

assumed she meant Tarquin when she

also at the station, surprised to hear

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