In a villa in the suburbs.

Violet was fidgeting all over. She held the phone in her hand, checking the clock from time to time.

Ethan was lying flat on the sofa. His arms were motionless because of the plaster casts. He was just like a disabled person.

He hated Byron so much. ‘Of all the things that wretched man could do, he broke my arms. Now, I can’t even play poker or go on my mobile phone.’

Ethan murmured disapprovingly at his anxious mother.” Mom, aren’t you worrying a little too much? You were unshakeable like a mountain while you were in the police station. Why are you so scared now that you’ve been released?”

“What do you know? I’m really worried. Rosalie’s wretched mother left behind evidence of our crimes in her heirloom.”

Violet gave her son a vicious look.

Ethan was slightly startled, but then said coldly, “What evidence? What does it have to do with me?! I don’t remember whether I was involved or not. You poisoned Rosalie’s mother yourself.”

listened to how her son casually washed his hands

she not do this back then

in it, and it was you who did it back then.” Violet revealed her trump card.

it were not for his broken arms, Ethan would definitely jump to his feet

nonsense. I was only five years old. What could I have done? How did I help you murder someone? If you’re afraid, you should hurry up and surrender

completely annoyed Violet. She rushed over and slapped her son loudly on

useless son like you. When your sister comes

Violet

he just held back. “Why are you crying when you’re the one

finished speaking, he heard the honk of a vehicle

I think my sister

crocodile tears she squeezed out with great effort with a tissue, then hurried downstairs to meet her

came back. She brought four strangers with

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