Under the heiress facade

Chapter 707

Linda clenched her fists tightly. So, Stephen had betrayed her. Otherwise, Hera wouldn't have successfully exposed her. If only the time bomb had reduced Hera to ashes.

"Planting bombs, causing panic, and instigating others to murder whether it's directly or indirectly-Daphne, Queenie, Isabella, and Madison... All these crimes are enough to sentence you to death!" Nathan banged on the table while reminding Linda.

"Don't expect the Killians to protect you. Chad Killian has already dismissed Rhett Killian from his duties as CEO due to the investigation. Besides, Frederick Killian is still missing. I'm sure you want to see him one last time before the execution, right?"

After hearing that, Linda's initial stubbornness to confess anything instantly crumbled. She decided to give in.

"Yes, I asked Queenie to kill Daphne!" she said while looking down.

Nathan asked, "Why did you do that?"

"She knew too much!" Linda's expression turned sinister while speaking.

Nathan narrowed his eyes. "What did she know?"

not continue and began to mock Nathan, "Isn't the police usually very capable? You can go

Is that why you became frightened and decided to have her

don't know. You can't trick me

me the truth of what happened that year! You'll be redeeming yourself for the crimes you've done. I can even help you avoid

saying that I can escape the death sentence, but I'll still have

not me! Don't think I don't know that you police officers are

rendered

no matter how Nathan interrogated Linda, she only admitted to ordering Queenie to hire Robin to kill Daphne in a car crash. But she refused to reveal

Hera couldn't help but clench her fists. Linda definitely knew that Lucius was wrongly accused, but she refused

unintentional exertion caused her bandaged wound to start bleeding, startling

led Benard to a monitoring area of an

a one-way glass window, watching Rhett in the interrogation room. Upon noticing Bernard's

of coffee to Bernard. "Mr. Killian, you've arrived.

Bernard glanced at

Special Investigation Department's interrogation room, he remained composed while drinking coffee and reading the papers. He seemed right at home and did not