The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 362

Late at night, at the police station

Interrogation room

Brittany was dragged into the police station, with cop Fred Johnson handling the case sitting across from her. There’s a lamp and a glass of water on the Table.

Start taking, Ms. Dustin We’ve done our homework. You and Mr. Carrol were tight Even when you were kidnapped before he was helping you behand the scenes. Now he’s dead, and you’re on nur suspect ist.”

“I wasn’t trying to hurt him. Facing the relentless questioning. Brittany didn’t seem to break a swell.

“You were trying to hurt him?”

Fred didnt buy it. “He betrayed you, and you just let it glide?”

Brittany shrugged. “Yes. Mr. Carol did betray me, but he had helped me. I wouldn’t hat

Fredlet nut a sort of disbeje, slapping a pile of docume is on the table. Take a look According to our investigation, Mr. Carrol was supposed to lene Imperial City The only person he saw after coming back was you. If it wasnt you, then who

Fred had read about Entlary in the papers. She was the kind to send her own father to person, let alone a lawyer who had betrayed her!

“Also, we found that you wed him a large sum of money. Can you explain what that was for

Was this seven pure wire transfer hush money!

wrong with th transfer. “Som your opinion. I should have cut him out completely disregarding our past if

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stumped by her words. He was hot–headed and impatient and felt like Bintany was just making

wasn’t you who killed him to else could it be? I suggest you come clean Otherwise, pou le

I’m obliged to cooperate with your investigar on, but why should I confess to a

already spurt about Mr. Cartols death Now she was stuck

her closely don’t let

Then fire vel.

whoared Fird,

mon for Brittarry

act for her own father to be a

immediately rusted to the police

were planning to bail Entrary out but were turned

even more distressing!

intemoral murder. The cases so under investigation, Please

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She’s progrant. With your firers watching her every move, can you guarantee her

Buster Fred sand a lot