My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Fabian was dumbfounded.

What does he want?

He wanted to beat this vicious woman, OK!

Seeing Daisy's hand hooked onto his neck, Fabian had to get goose bumps, especially when he met her charming eyes, he had serious gastrointestinal discomfort.

"Fabian, what are you doing standing there! Quickly close the door!" Daisy urged.

Fabian could not stand it anymore, he heavily slammed her to the ground, "Daisy, what's wrong with you! Who cares to touch you! Say it! Who told you to set fire to Mrs. Fitzgerald's studio?!"

Daisy didn't expect Fabian to come over for this, so she couldn't help but panic a little.

She had obviously done a good job, and the man behind her had said that her actions had been flawless, so how could Fabian have known?

Daisy's heart was faint, but she still held on to a smile and said, "Fabian, I don't know what you're talking about. I am a virtuous girl, how could I possibly do such a thing as setting fire!"

"Daisy, you don't need to pretend, it was you who set the fire!" Freya threw a tablet computer in front of her, "The surveillance near the studio was destroyed in advance, but there is a hidden camera in the street downstairs that was not destroyed, last night, the person who set the fire was you!"

Seeing Freya, and especially seeing Bradley, Daisy's face became paler.

could never forget how ruthless the

it was all thanks to Freya that she was once

who set the fire because I walked past downstairs? Freya, the road is not your house, I have to go through you to get permission from where I want to

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as long as she's dead set on denying it, it's not substantial evidence that she was the real

a lot of strength, and she couldn't be bothered to hook

eyes, hidden behind the flat mirror, were not as gentle as usual,

as if, by such a glance from him, all the filth and darkness in a person would have nothing to

panic-inducing coolness, "Daisy, you don't want to tell the truth, that's fine, I have a thousand ways to

face suddenly turned as

use to pry her mouth open, because she had tried it six months ago, and it was indeed worse than death, and she never wanted to go through

to pry your mouth open, I have quite a few good methods. The Ten Manchurian Tortures or whatever, I like it the

scream, how could she have imagined that the man she

yell out, "You can't do this to

the fire, I didn't harm anyone! I'm innocent! You can’t

sneered, "Daisy, do you really think that by destroying all the cameras in the building, you can rest easy? I forgot to tell you, the lighter you used to light the

Lighter?

was so flustered in her mind, so many details of

did, however, set the fire last night,

the first time she had hurt someone's life, and even though