Rebirth to Be with My Disabled Husband (or The Ninth Bride)

Chapter 374 Hiding It? That's Not Going to Happen

Chapter 374 Hiding It? That's Not Going to Happen +5 Free Coins

"Ms. Elain, can you tell us how you managed to discover the warehouse basement where the killer was hiding?"

Elain smiled graciously. "It started with my friend here. Her clothes got soaked in the rain, and she happened to find a cave. She went in, but accidentally slipped and fell into the basement below the warehouse, where she saw the killer. I was worried when I saw her fall, so I followed her in. That's when we both saw the killer fleeing after his crime. Even though was scared, I called the police right away."

Her story was flawless, but the woman standing beside her couldn't hide the uneasy expression on her face.

Samantha remembered that shortly after this news report aired, Elain's friend had died in a tragic fall from a building. The cause was ruled a suicide, and Elain had personally performed the autopsy and confirmed it.

The reasons behind the suicide were unclear, but from the look in her friend's eyes during the interview, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that Elain wasn't innocent in the matter.

When Samantha woke up, the first thing she saw was Finley sitting at her side, holding her hand tightly. She reached out, running her fingers softly through his hair. Feeling her touch, Finley looked up, relief flooding his face. "Sam, you're awake! How do you feel? Does anything hurt? Can you see me? How are your eyes?"

Samantha smiled. "Aside from the headache, I'm fine. Why are you suddenly asking about my eyes?"

doctor said you have a serious injury to the back of your head. He warned that the blood

I can see you

waved a hand in front of her eyes. "You're sure? You can really

his worry. "Yes, I can see

be safe, I'm going to get the

soon as he was gone, she raised

man

Knock, knock-

lowered, her

okay?" Samantha asked, her face lighting up

the bed. Her eyes drifted to Samantha's bandaged head.

"I'm fine."

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