Falling Overnight

Terry took a step forward seriously and said respectfully, "Yes, Boss. I won't let you down"

Crystal did not respond. She didn't need any response at all. What she thought was that since Edgar was highly alert, she would put the matter of the Luo group aside first and help Colin to make up for her failure.

It was nearly midnight when they finished their discussion. Crystal left the big building and she drove back to the apartment arranged for her by Toby. She had to make some preparations for her break into the Edgar's mansion.

As soon as Crystal entered the apartment, she hurriedly threw off the eight centimeter high heels and changed the clothes that made her feel uncomfortable. She was Crystal. She didn't like to be Lena.

However, she also knew that it would be inconvenient to come back with the identity of Crystal. There were some things that she couldn't do. If she returned in the name of ivy, there would be more trouble.

Later, she casually leaned on the sofa, scattered her hair, and took out a newspaper from the table with her slender fingers. His eyebrows furrowed as the content of the newspaper went deeper and deeper.

"It is reported that Ivy has not killed Scott. It is said that the reason why he dies is because an employee who was fired by Scott in the company. This employee hated Scott so much that she entered the hospital without letting him know. She plotted it on Ivy who came to the hospital to visit him."

Her hand, in which the newspaper was held tightly. She was proved to be innocent, and she said to herself with self mockery, "Have you seen that, Ivy? You are not a prisoner anymore. Now you have your freedom back. Have you seen it? Your freedom was exchanged by someone else. Huh! The reports are really ridiculous. Some people really believe that the obvious lies are the reasons for your innocence, and that all happened after you disappeared. Huh! What was he going to do? Did he regret for treating you like this? "

Then, she crumpled up the newspaper and threw it into the trash can. She knew clearly that there was no need to guess the matter that she was clarified. It must be Edgar who did it. She clearly remembered that in the suburb Edward said, Mr. Scott's death was caused by him.

She didn't know why Edgar was so cruel to kill his father, but Edward was Edgar's right-hand man. He couldn't have lied to Edgar.

What's more, Edgar helped her clarify her suspicion. Did he regret for what he had done to her? Ivy was dead, Paul, Megan, and even her child! He regretted it, huh! How ridiculous!

at the watch hanging on the wall. She bit her lip coldly. Time was up. It would be an unpeaceful night tonight.

Then she took out a mask and put it on her face. Her mask was generally the same as that of the man. The only difference was that there was a dancing butterfly

carved this butterfly herself and found out somehow that

and turned around

the Edgar's

used to be a very lively place with Finn and Scott. There were also a group of servants and the butler. They talked about the daily details with whisper. Mr. Scott and his wife loved each other very much, and there were also some surprises when

was now very quiet. Only the pictures of Edgar's

moment, two luxury cars stopped

wearing a white casual suit, got off the car slowly. He turned

grandpa and grandma used

cute backstage pants and a pair of white shoes. Hilary looked like a younger Edgar, so handsome. However, the eyes of Hilary were not like that of Edgar, who had a pair of cold and deep

He wore very plain clothes today instead of a formal suit. On the contrary, he wore tight

you really taking Hilary here?

Hilary to the Luo mansion, which really gave him a fright. He was just three years old. He was only three years old. Would it be inappropriate to tell his grandparents's death? Would he be frightened if he was

had made up his mind! He would not

family is never a coward. He is supposed to know something. This is

Edward could say nothing

was the same as before. Edgar sent people to clean it every day, demanding them not to touch