Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Chapter 748

If she were alive, he had to see her in person.

If she were dead, he had to see her corpse!

“Noel.” Julian lay on the bed and looked at Noel with an air of authority, “I repeat, bring me to her.”

This time, Noel didn’t dare to disobey.

The two of them quickly left the house. Upon reaching the police station, they found out that Kiki had taken Diana’s corpse.

Julian was unhappy to hear the news. “Firstly, I did not receive the notice of death. Before actually confirming whether Diana is dead or alive, don’t refer to it as her corpse.”

She was a person.

A living, breathing person. He would never accept the fact that she was already dead.

“Secondly, she has no relations with Kiki Stewart whatsoever. Why did you just let her take Diana away?”

The policemen were put in a difficult spot. “Mr. Fulcher…”

None of them dared to offend him, but if they failed to give him a satisfactory explanation, things might only become more difficult for them.

“Ms. Winnington…”

is indeed dead …her death certificate has also been issued. However, you aren’t her

would care

they would have

friend. We were unable to contact any of her family or friends, and had no choice but to hand the body over to her.” Kiki was, after all, someone influential in Richburgh and the Stewarts were a household

that Kiki had any ulterior

was

have said that he didn’t want the babies

have gotten legally remarried. The police wouldn’t be able to claim

weren’t husband and wife in

love of his life, and the most important

soon, he left the police station with Noel behind him. Upon contacting Kiki, he headed straight to the

coming, she immediately bought some ashes to pretend they were

like a gust of

hugged the urn in her arms. Julian didn’t dare to

Kiki’s hands as he demanded, “Kiki, where’s

and raised the urn high up with her hands. “She’s

each other. My parents often engaged her for tailor-made clothes, too. We’re good sisters, in fact. She loved you so much, I’m sure she didn’t want you seeing her

her as she rambled

incisive yet cold eyes captured her every expression.

couldn’t help but swallow past a constricted throat. “And then… I

peace, my ass!” Julian rarely spoke so coarsely, and it was a clear display

time and claim that she’s dead, and

fright. “I’m not lying! I have photos! I really