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

a determined twist of her brows, she hurriedly started making

done, she checked

asleep at dawn,

Elysia whispered back:

the pot. Remind Blossom and your brothers to eat when they wake

are you going,

heading to the

concern crossed Elliot's eyes,

is no good; not a single one of them would bother with him.

touched Elliot's

might not be the sharpest tool in the

about Blossom and the boys; I'll look

you're hungry, go ahead and eat. Oh, and if someone knocks on

"Got it, mom."

grabbed a thermos filled with breakfast,

took a cab to the police station. To ensure they'd let her see him, she claimed to be Tarin's family

Tarquin when

at the station, surprised to hear someone from the Bradford family wanted to visit

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