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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.

present and eventually cast her eyes toward the heavy

trembling with fear.

scattered luggage littering the floor. “What

“So-Soy…I’ll

bent over to tidy up the scattered items. He grab Keira’s luggage from inside, packed everything up her, and gingerly pushed it in front

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dropped her

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

make a fuss

pushed the suitcase and

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

if

you dare, stab me right in the

a creature?!”

Keira, grabbing her arm and, heedless

only onked her for

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Ph.D. now and surely has money? She was raised by me, so she owes me debts of gratitude! How could she have killed her own uncle? She’s a beast!”

for that! Why did you kill your uncle? You’re

continued to

clear before? I got married, cleared the way

tears. “Squared off? Your blood is mine, and I gave birth to you! you’re my daughter forever! Everyone, look at this heartless daughter. Now that

with me!

dogs know not to despise a poor home, and no children should

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ahead, but first, give me

shard in Keira’s hand and pulled it out with

and pushed her back, striking her

backward, crashing into the wall behind, but she managed to wrestle away the glass shard. The glass

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

was disarmed, found

Keira once

and now you’ve injure your own mother. Do you even have a heart?”

family is poor, which is why

treat your

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that

accidentally kill your uncle. Or could it be that you saw the steel bar behind him and

onto a steel bar, skewering them to death, much be very

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