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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

fear. “Wh-Wh-What are

the scattered luggage littering the floor. “What do you think?”

stuttered out, “So-Soy…I’ll clean it

everything up her, and gingerly pushed it in front of her as if tryin to ward

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dropped her

this landlord had indeed rented her the place at a low price. Later,

decided not to make a fuss with

the suitcase and prepared to leave.

encircling reporters merely watched as she went toward the staircase,

if

still dare to fight other people? Come you dare, stab me right in the heart! You killed

a creature?!”

Keira, grabbing her arm and, heedless of the glass in Keira’s hand, started wailing to the reporters.

onked her for noma manau right?

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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 her own uncle? She’s

to you and raised you. You owe me for that!

and continued to

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

Your blood is mine, and I gave birth to you! you’re my daughter forever! Everyone, look at this

with me!

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 you, so I’m

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go ahead, but first, give me your

the glass shard in Keira’s hand and pulled it out with all her

and pushed her back, striking

managed to wrestle away the glass shard. The glass

uncle, and now she’s trying to kill me, her own mother! Someone call the police! Don’t let

reporters, seeing that Keira was disarmed, found their courage

Keira once more.

now you’ve injure your own mother. Do you even

is poor, which is why you

the way you treat your mother, we suspect

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that

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

them to death, much be very considerable. Why

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