Only a rope could make Melody have such illusions.

They searched everywhere, turned everything upside down, but found nothing.

This made Shaun unable to resist asking Roland, "Did you help her dispose of the murder weapon?"

The despondent Roland felt lifted. He glanced at the dressing room where he and Tracy had briefly stayed and chuckled foolishly.

"You guys are overestimating me. Handling a murder weapon is such a critical matter. How could she possibly trust me with it?" Tracy was the extremely cautious type who only trusted herself.

Just when they were thinking what they could do next, Tracy unexpectedly appeared at the door of the room wearing a coat.

Her eyes visibly lit up when she saw Lucas. However, her smile faded when she saw everyone else looking at her with an unfriendly expression. "What's going on, Mister Shaun? It's not appropriate to show up with a bunch of people in a young actress's dressing room so late at night, is it?" Tracy appeared quite intimidating with her hands in her pockets and half of her face hidden in the collar of her black coat.

"You're right. It's not right for us to show up here, but it's a different story if the actress in question is a suspect."

reaction was surprisingly to

she had set her sights on Mister

by her sent

good impression on Lucas with her underhanded

suspect? Mister Shaun, don't joke around. This isn't funny at

her eyebrows, completely unruffled even

her for her courage if it was not for the fact that she tried to murder Melody. The more they interacted with her,

terrifying presence in the future if they

flushed, and she looked at Lucas bashfully. "Mister Lucas, did you also come to my

been searching for possible hiding spots for evidence in the dressing room. He turned around

would I be here

might have come for

in frustration. She could not figure out if Lucas genuinely did

Tracy could not fathom why every man was

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