"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.

story is so tragic. I've always felt sympathy for her, never hatred. Eileen was even brought back

it would add yet another hurdle my husband couldn't overcome, and he'd end up resenting me. Doing this would be all harm and no benefit

you and Remington are planning

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

this; why would my wife leave a letter? And foolishly use her own handwriting? Handwriting can be imitated.

felt as if he could see right through her; she felt both

facing a matter involving the West family, he

Lizetta's, especially

this situation, Remington would staunchly defend Lizetta, as if

Dashiell, you're not suspecting me, are you? I just found

the baby's grandma? That wouldn't benefit me at all! Mr. Dashiell can't just frame

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

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