Chapter 1985

Freya sat directly opposite Sarah. After driving a considerable distance, she happened to feel thirsty, so she poured herself a cup of coffee.

Just as Sarah’s red lips parted slightly, Freya interrupted her. “If you’re planning to fake sympathy and tell me that you’re not romantically involved with Rodney, you’d better keep your mouth shut. I’m not in the mood to watch you act.”

Sarah darted a look at Freya for a while before she suddenly smirked and laughed. Then, she approached Freya and muttered under her breath, “ Sure. But do you want  to know how Jennifer died?”

Jennifer was Charity’s mother.

Although Freya had only met Jennifer a few times, she remembered the latter weeping bitterly after Charity got into jail. Later, Jennifer was somehow found dead in the bathroom.

“Were you the one who killed her?” Freya tightened the grip on her cup.

“Who did I kill? What are you saying?” Sarah revealed an innocent look and said in her normal voice, “I came here to tell you that Rodney truly loves you. He told me that he’s married, so it is impossible for us to be together. All he wants to do is live a good life with his wife and child.”

the door and replied in a deep voice,  “ Sarah Neeson, I want

she said elegantly and softly, “ I need to be on guard since there’s someone at the door. Otherwise, I’ll be in trouble if Rodney finds

pointed at Freya’s handbag and pocket. “I don’t trust you. Who knows if you’re recording

sighed. Sure enough, Catherine had anticipated this

getting a divorce, Sarah was still on guard against

Freya openly took out her phone and paused the recording in front of Sarah. “Is this

 

but I can’t trust you completely. ” Sarah went closer to Freya and spoke as softly as a mosquito buzzing. Even so,

to meet her that day. I told her that a b*tchy mistress like her deserved to have her daughter sent to jail. When she became infuriated, I jumped at the chance to hypnotize her. After I left, she became so muddle-headed that she hit the bathroom cabinet and passed out. Because she was bleeding

chance to resuscitate

red lips curled into a smirk, her eyes filled with malice. “I had always hated Jennifer since I was young. If it weren’t for her,

she had to die. But I mustn’t leave any evidence of her

“B*tch…”

rage, and her whole body was trembling Although she and Catherine had suspected this outcome, that was just their assumption, and it

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