Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 652

Nicole thought that Pierre would sneak in, but she didn't expect him to be so bold as to wait for an invite to enter her humble abode. Her eyes darkened at the implications behind his actions, and she curled her lips into a contemptuous grin.

"Pierre, you're quite interesting. So, you have the guts to come to my house now that you are wanted by the whole city?”

"It's all thanks to you, isn't it?" Pierre quipped leisurely as he barged into her villa and closed the door while he was at it.

There was no fear on her face as she glared at him while he raised his voice and continued, "Miss Anderson, I've figured out one thing as I was in hiding. I want to have a few words with you if that's alright with you?"

She closed her eyes briefly and slowly clenched her palms into fists. Then, her eyes snapped open as she loosened her fists and smiled.

"Sure. I have some questions to ask you too, Dr. Toth. Please, have a seat." She walked to the couch and gestured for him to sit. He didn't bother with pleasantries as he quickly made himself comfortable.

Although he lived in the house Bryan prepared for him, he couldn't be bothered to care about his appearance due to the resentment festering within his heart. As a result, he was sporting an uneven stubble and exuded a palpable sense of despair. He did not look like an average person at all. A stranger would take one look at him and quickly deduce that he was a man down on his luck.

Pierre rudely picked up Nicole's glass and gulped down the water before slowly saying in a deep voice, "Why did you have to push me so far? Spare me, or I may drag you down with me."

He stared right at her as he spoke. Although his words pleaded for mercy, his eyes were like that of a starving wolf as he fixed her with a predatory gaze.

Nicole curled her lips and sneered. Then, she cut to the chase and jeered, "Spare you? Did you ever think about sparing others when you did those horrible things?"

He leaned back against the couch, tapped his fingers against his knee, and feigned ignorance with a frown as he quipped, "I have my reasons. Norman would have ruined my life if I hadn't killed him. It's all your fault! Why did you insist on arresting Norman? White had been dead for so many years, and I didn't kill him! White died because of his weakness. If he hadn't been so weak, he should have gotten over it years ago. How is this my fault?!"

Nicole felt the rage inside her burning as she listened to his senseless arguments and looked at his confident face. Not only did he not feel remorse, he was also trying to argue his way out of it.

She pursed her lips and didn't say anything while Pierre grinned and continued, "I didn't kill White. I spread rumors about him, that's all. So, why are you acting like a dog with a bone by running me down so persistently?"