Chapter 394 What Is It to You?

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"Ms. Elain, even though your father hasn't treated you well, you wouldn't actually kidnap his son and force him to take the fall for you, right?

"Elain Mass, you're the real murderer, right? Someone? Anyone? Quickly arrest her, Officer! This twisterf killer has to be arrested before she commits murder again!" Click! Click!

A flood of questions poured down on Elain while blinding camera flashes erupted in front of her. She clutched her head in agony, and her expression became frantic. "It's not like that! You're framing me!"

"You're just talking nonsense. I didn't do it!"

"I didn't!"

"Ahh!"

Elain articulated those frenzied words in fits and starts, her gaze shifting from terror to ferocity. She scanned the reporters in front of her as she cursed, "Since you bunch of reporters love prying into others private affairs so much, you guys can just die and go to hell!" Faced with the sudden transformation of Elain, a thought flashed through the reporters' minds.

Could it be that Elain has schizophrenia?

Samantha lay on her hospital bed, her eyes filled with doubt as she watched Elain on TV. Based on her frantic behavior, it seemed like she had a split personality.

reporters' questions was fierce. It seemed like they

this all arranged

her phone and

slightly disheartened.

messages, no calls whatsoever.

with Finley? He's never taken this long to reply to my texts, no matter how busy he was. It's been over an hour since

She then got out of bed with her phone in hand, intending to head to Finley's office. As she arrived at the door, she saw Garrison running toward

"What are you doing

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still want to go somewhere else?" Garrison responded without answering

You have

away from Garrison, not

caught up and

is it

speechless at

heard the reporter mention your injury on the news, I skipped school to visit you. Yet you ignored my concern and even asked, "What is

"Samantha, you are so..."

at

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