Chapter 762 The Same Pain

Emelie sat there, expressionless. No one could tell what was going through her mind. It wasn't until Charles finished laughing that she spoke.

She said, 'Second question: Who sent the thief that stole my mother's artificial heart? Was it you? Did you send someone to kill my mother while having an assassin impersonate her to try and kill me?"

Charles wiped away his tears of laughter. 'I'll admit to the latter."

If William hadn't arrived in time and shot an arrow at the assassin, she would have been dead at their hands.

Charles leaned back in his chair and returned to his indifferent demeanor.

He said, "At that point, we had no other choice but to kill you. If you had escaped, regrouped, and returned to attack us, like you're doing right now, we would've been in big trouble."

"But as for the former..." He shook his head. "I don't know. It wasn't me. Really, it wasn't."

Emelie believed him. By now, Charles had no reason to deny anything he'd done. The thief who had stolen the battery for Greta's artificial heart had nothing to do with him.

it Beathan who sent

his head. 'He'd never mentioned it to me. It probably wasn't him either. His main target at the time was you. He was afraid that Wesley would help you escape, so

it wasn't Bryan

who would do something like that. Secondly, if he had done it, he wouldn't have dared

wasn't the Davis, Collins, or Swanson

William." Emelie closed her eyes and slowly

matter how touching your stories are, they can't change the fact that William ultimately killed my mother, just like

difference did it make in the

opened her eyes, the blood vessels in them resembled shattered

was taken, and yet you think that you can just brush it all away with a single excuse, claiming that William had done

We're all guilty and deserve to die. I've accepted it. If you

left the detention center, and

"Ma'am," Jodie said.

inside to see Charles. Since she hadn't been allowed to listen in on either of

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