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.”

casually washed his hands off everything with his understatement. That

this back then for the sake of

it back

were not for his broken arms, Ethan

talk nonsense. I was only five years old. What could I have done? How did I help you murder

annoyed Violet. She rushed over and slapped her

to raise such a useless son like you. When your sister comes back, you

outburst, Violet began to cry

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

as he finished speaking, he heard the honk of a vehicle in the

crying. I think my sister

abruptly. She wiped away the crocodile tears she squeezed out with great effort with a tissue, then hurried downstairs

who came back. She brought four

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