The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 362

Late at night, at the police station

Interrogation room

Brittany was dragged into the police station, with cop Fred Johnson handling the case sitting across from her. There’s a lamp and a glass of water on the Table.

Start taking, Ms. Dustin We’ve done our homework. You and Mr. Carrol were tight Even when you were kidnapped before he was helping you behand the scenes. Now he’s dead, and you’re on nur suspect ist.”

“I wasn’t trying to hurt him. Facing the relentless questioning. Brittany didn’t seem to break a swell.

“You were trying to hurt him?”

Fred didnt buy it. “He betrayed you, and you just let it glide?”

Brittany shrugged. “Yes. Mr. Carol did betray me, but he had helped me. I wouldn’t hat

Fredlet nut a sort of disbeje, slapping a pile of docume is on the table. Take a look According to our investigation, Mr. Carrol was supposed to lene Imperial City The only person he saw after coming back was you. If it wasnt you, then who

Fred had read about Entlary in the papers. She was the kind to send her own father to person, let alone a lawyer who had betrayed her!

“Also, we found that you wed him a large sum of money. Can you explain what that was for

Was this seven pure wire transfer hush money!

anything wrong with th transfer.

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by her words. He was hot–headed and impatient and

it wasn’t you who killed him to else could it be? I suggest you

obliged to cooperate with your investigar on, but why should I confess to

Mr. Cartols death Now she

her closely don’t let

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mon for Brittarry to kill M. Candi

for her own

hearing the news, Hannah immediately rusted to the police station

Entrary out

even more distressing!

The cases so under investigation, Please don’t make our job hasder Fred

already have to

with

Lioneland She’s progrant. With your firers watching her every move, can you guarantee her

My Buster Fred sand a lot

and immediately contacted the chief of police, but the chief said it