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The reporter glanced down at what he had stepped on but made no effort to move.

“Miss Olsen, the picture under my foot features you and your mother, correct? You have family, so you understand the pain of losing a loved one. Did you truly kill the victim by mistake? Your uncle just asked you for some money. Couldn’t you simply have refused instead of resorting to murder?”

Josh, who had arrived first on the scene, was puzzled when he heard this. He frowned and said, “Let Miss Olsen pick up her family photo first! As a journalist, you shouldn’t be threatening someone like this…”

“Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures the reporter retorted harshly, glaring at Josh. “A reporter shouldn’t act saintly like you! She’s obviously a murderer. For people like her, special measures should be taken. And besides, how am I threatening? I’m just standing here asking Miss Olsen some questions…”

He looked back at Keira. “Miss Olsen, unless you

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answer my questions, I won’t move…”

Before he could finish, someone had already grabbed

his arm.

A sudden force made him stumble back uncontrollably!

Keira forcefully moved the reporter away and then bent down to pick up the photo. Upon seeing the black footprint on it, she gave off a ferocious aura.

The reporter, having been pushed back, started shouting, “What was that? The killer is resorting to

violence now!”

When he looked at Keira again, he was frightened by

her demeanor.

She may be slender and dressed in a comfortable, white outfit that gave an image of delicacy, but the fierceness in her eyes right now made her look like ghastly figure that crawled out from a bloody hell.

The reporter swallowed hard. “Look, that’s the eyes of a killer! Terrifying as ever! It must have been her who planned and executed the murder!”

“Really?”

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A cool voice slowly responded. Keira wiped the photo and picked up a shard of glass that hadn’t yet fallen from the frame. “Deliberately killing someone…it seems capital punishment awaits regardless of whether it’s one or multiple murders, right?”

With that said, all the reporters fell silent, stunned. They all stared at the sharp glass shard in her hand.

her gaze across all reporters present and eventually cast her eyes toward the heavy landlord.

was trembling with fear. “Wh-Wh-What are you going

at the scattered luggage littering the

landlord immediately stuttered out, “So-Soy…I’ll clean it up

the scattered items. He grab Keira’s luggage from inside, packed everything up her, and gingerly pushed it

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her

family and had nowhere to go, this landlord had indeed rented her the place at a low price. Later, when the Olsen family stopped providing living expenses, she failed to

not to make a fuss with the

pushed the suitcase and

stop her, the encircling reporters merely watched as she went toward the staircase, where she met with Poppy,

if

fiercely, barking out sharply, “Keira Olsen, you still dare to fight other people? Come you dare, stab me right in the

a creature?!”

she charged toward Keira, grabbing her arm and, heedless of the glass in Keira’s hand, started wailing to the

onked her for noma manau right?

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for her to help out, given she’s a Ph.D. now and surely has money? She was raised by me, so she owes me debts of gratitude! How could she have killed

you and raised you. You owe me for that! Why did you kill your uncle? You’re an

and continued to hit Keira.

sneered. “Didn’t I make myself clear before? I got married, cleared the way for Isla, and we’re squared off

gave birth to you! you’re my daughter forever! Everyone, look at this heartless daughter. Now that she’s successful, she despises me for being a mistress and

with me!

might be a mistress and couldn’t afford you a good living environment, but even dogs know not to despise a poor home, and no children should despise their mother! Aren’t you aware of that? I gave birth to

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ties with me, go ahead, but first, give me your life! Compensate for

hand and pulled it out with all her might, intending

her back, striking her right in the

wrestle away the glass shard.

her uncle, and now she’s trying to kill me, her own mother! Someone call

group of reporters, seeing that Keira was disarmed, found

once more.

injure your own

which is why you treat your uncle and mother so poorly?”

way you treat your mother, we

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that

be that you saw the steel bar behind him

required to push someone onto a steel bar, skewering them to death, much be

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