Chapter 281 She’s Going to Die

Brendan kept quiet for a long time before he answered, “This is the last time, I promise.”

Madam Brighthall refused to believe his promise. She left, slamming the door, ready to rush over to the police station.

Brendan and Sam were left in the room.

It was apparent that Sam had not expected that the situation would progress to this extent. He asked in an exploratory manner, “So what should we do now, Mr. Brighthall?”

“Head to the police station and figure out a way for me to speak with Deirdre.”

Sam nodded. He turned around to head out when Brendan called out to him. “Also, please help me look into Ophelia’s incident one year ago. Find out what happened after her house was taken back.”

“Sure.”

the lawyer when Madam Brighthall followed

tormenting days in the holding cell or because she had not met her

could definitely describe her body as skin and bones, and an ordinary piece of clothing would fit her body very loosely and look empty, just like her still eyes contained no

Brighthall felt her heart wrench in a tinge of pain at the sight of Deirdre. She could not figure out why she would feel this way, as she knew that she loathed

and hated her for turning her initially perfect

Don’t worry, we’re only going to ask a few simple questions. If Ms. McKinney is

so she waited aside patiently. The lawyer interacted with the police officer, and during the conversation, Deirdre suddenly lost her temper and said, “What do you mean there’s no evidence? I’m not Charlene McKinney, but she is. Isn’t that

name, and a name doesn’t mean anything. Besides, Ms. McKinney has an alibi. She wasn’t in Neve on the day of the accident, so how was she involved in the hit-and-run? On the

about?” Deirdre was already in a frantic state after waiting for two days, only to receive this outcome. In addition, her

only taken a few steps before she was pinned

and the people restraining her were strong. The intense pain of the restraints

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