Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 236

Aveline sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly explained, "After reviewing the

information, I found some issues. The data doesn't directly prove that your sister was killed by my

father. There's no physical evidence or eyewitness testimony, just speculation about my father's

motive."

With a loud "bang," Alexander swept the dishes and plates off the table.

Gone was the smile on his face, replaced by an endless chilliness. The Alexander from three months ago had reappeared.

Before Aveline could further explain, he stood up and looked down at her, exuding a dominant and

oppressive aura.

"Firstly, I had the DNA of the body compared, and it undoubtedly belongs to my sister. Secondly, I

also had the fetus in her womb compared with Anthony, confirming their biological relationship."

"Furthermore, I investigated Layla's contacts in the period before her death, and whether it was her

call records or other records, the person she was most in contact with was still Anthony."

"Lastly, the only person she saw before her death was also Anthony. Besides him, who else do you

think it could be? Do you want eyewitness testimony? Should I make a medical miracle happen, or

I make the dead

Alexander's cold face, realizing that no matter what, Layla was

could never touch.

now it seemed that her place in his heart was neither as high

the truth she had prepared to reveal, fearing that speaking out would only bring trouble upon herself. Alexander wouldn't

Anthony.

Boor, it resembled her former sincerity and

head and didn't explain further. "In any case,

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deeply angered Alexander, igniting the spark of his resentment.

"Then

the door and left, leaving a deadlock between

would always be

out of the hotel, gazing at the towering building above her. She knew that Alexander was probably standing on the balcony, smoking. Alone, exhaling

at the bustling street, perhaps Aveline had already

struggled

vast night, he couldn't

were the bright lights of the city, behind him was the dark room without any lights

stood at the intersection of darkness and light, with an

face.

grab Aveline, but his fingertips swiped through

as if the

promised to