"I definitely didn't do this."

"There's no way my wife did this!"

Lizetta hadn't expected her voice to overlap with Remington's deep and powerful tone.

The man, holding the letter, turned to look at her. Their eyes met, and Lizetta felt a slight sting at the tip of her nose, her heart melting.

Fortunately, he believed her completely. That was enough!

"Remington, your godmother was nearly beyond saving! This letter, its intent is malicious; it was meant to take your godmother's life! You can't cover for her," Martin said gravely.

Lizetta took a step forward, standing by Remington's side, "But why would I harm Mrs. West? Just because she doesn't like me? There are plenty of people who don't like me. I'm not crazy enough to harm someone for such a reason.

felt sympathy for her, never hatred. Eileen was even brought back by my

my husband couldn't overcome, and he'd end up resenting me. Doing this would be all harm and no benefit to

are planning

at Lizetta, speculating wildly. Remington took Lizetta's hand, interrupting him

a random text to do this; why would my wife leave a letter? And foolishly use her own handwriting? Handwriting can be imitated. The biggest winner today isn't my wife." "Remington, what do you mean by that?"

as if he could

if Remington adored Lizetta, facing a matter involving the West family, he

especially since

expect that even in this situation, Remington would staunchly

of innocence and sadness, "Mr. Dashiell, you're not suspecting me, are you? I just found

the baby's grandma? That wouldn't benefit me

police, letting professionals compare the handwriting, and checking for my fingerprints on it," Lizetta tugged her lips, her

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