See You Never, Mr. Lamont by Coral

Chapter 247 Death Without Proof

If Edmond was such a person, Tristen could have completely sought Cicely’s help, instead of hiding from XZ for so many years.

Although she didn’t know what had happened back then, if Edmond was really such a person, he wouldn’t have given up everything of the Lamont family so quickly.

When she posted this tweet, what she received was not belief, but endless abuse.

Seeing those vicious words, Claudia’s nose stung sharply with acidity.

Edmond had died, his relatives had also left him, and apart from himself, no one spoke for him.

With his death, the truth was also buried.

The matter with Tristen had her heart pounding so much that she didn’t even realize she had reached the bus station.

Suddenly, a voice called out:

“You were Claudia!”

A single stone stirred up a thousand waves, and suddenly everyone

was looking at her.

Claudia, the ex-wife of that murderer Edmond?

Everyone was holding their phones, Tristen was live streaming, and Vencumfield was a city where online entertainment spread rapidly. Claudia’s appearance quickly ignited the anger of the young people present.

“Your ex-husband was like that and you still defended him, is human flesh bun really that delicious?”

“You defended him so much, Edmond must have left you quite an inheritance, didn’t he?”

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“The person involved has already spilled the beans, and you’re still telling blatant lies. Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?”

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These people gradually closed in, Claudia gritted her teeth, slowly backing away.

The crowd was growing increasingly furious. No one knew who started it, but when a wate

bottle was thrown, countless pieces of trash were also hurled at her.

At the critical moment, a hand grabbed her wrist, helping her avoid a water bottle.

“Get in the car.”

The man’s low voice suppressed his anger.

glanced at the man, gritted her teeth, and

driver’s seat, Magnus, wearing sunglasses and a

breaths, adjusted her

the steering wheel, his head slightly tilted, “Where would Ms. Friedan like to

was bland and low, with a hint of nasality, sounding loose

the person in the rearview mirror, who was also looking

couldn’t hide

her heart, gently bouncing, creating ripples

was slightly h oa

was the busiest street in Vencumfield, boasting a history of hundreds of years and home

foot pressed on the accelerator, and the car slid out

like a river. The setting sun, cut into pieces by the glass window, fell into the car, casting a layer of afterglow on

any

long eyelashes were a pair of clear, water-like

“Didn’t believe.”

somewhat dazzling, she squinted slightly,

three years, she couldn’t say she fully understood him, but she was confident

was not so reckless when it

appeared bright and shiny, but

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always living in

a life could be exchanged for another, Edmond would

her without hesitation, Claudia

order to regain his identity, did not hesitate to tarnish his own brother, acting like a

character, it’s __truly touching,” Magnus’s voice betrayed no

a pariah, probably only Ms. Friedan is willing to believe

carried a hint of

watched Tristen’s live

that he didn’t sleep all night. But as the investigation progressed and he delved deeper, he found

hadn’t died, Tristen would have found a way to make him

he left the house, it had already collapsed. There was

Tristen’s purpose after

did they fake their death when they clearly weren’t

estranged from his closest

from him, Claudia pursed her lips, simply closed her eyelids, and rested with her eyes

at Pearl Street

car stopped, she quickly got out, and as she closed the car door, Magnus asked again, “Do you really believe Edmond is a good

faltered for a

Edmond had been a bad man, he wouldn’t have protected

conspired to kill her grandmother, until

the person who was scheming behind

her, a marriage without an emotional

wasn’t Edmond who was