The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Kent said, “Don’t rush to encircle them and draw a clear line to fight. Where should this line be? Don’t treat us as fools. My friends and I know things. Among you are Finn Meyer, the old fox’s accomplices. I don’t care if you do other bad things, but if you’ve done anything sorry to the Hoyle Family, the best is to confess yourself. We all know about your details. If you feel ashamed, I might as well show you a clear way. You can explain the matter to Simon in private. I don’t have much time for you, so it’s best to cherish it. It’s been a long time since I use unreasonable method to punish some obedient people. It’s best not to make me feel that way. Otherwise, you’ll be very unlucky.”

His words made the chaos instantly silent. Everyone looked at each other and didn’t dare to move.

Only those who were clear-hearted had their backs straight.

Finn snorted, “Aren’t you ashamed at hiding in the back?”

Kent paid no mind, “I’m used to keeping a low profile. I can do whatever I like.”

At this time, the banquet hall’s door was barged open. Mrs. Hoyle, who they said she was unconscious was accompanied by her children. She stomped in angrily, throwing a page of the test result at Finn.

“Finn Meyer, such a shame how much I trust you. Is this how you return to me? Have you really treated the Hoyle is dead? You’re afraid that this old lady will get in your way if I’m not dead, so you force to inject poison in me. I’ve really been blinded.”

Already foreshadowing ahead, the Meyer had already been mentally prepared for Mrs. Hoyle’s sudden appearance. This meeting was also speechless.

No amount of argument would help in front of evidences. Not to mention that Alan Hoyle had come prepared, it would be impossible to let them go so easily.

Finn suddenly laughed like a maniac and vicious words spilled out of his mouth, “Yes. I did all of this. So what? I do want to ruin the Hoyle. I do want to destroy everything Albert Hoyle cherish.”

Mrs. Hoyle was heartbroken, “Why? Why did you do this? Did Albert ever treat you wrong? He treated you like his own brother, but you did this to him. Why did you kill him?”

“Why?” Finn laughed sarcastically. “Sis-in-law, you ask me why though you’re not qualified to ask. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourselves.”

Mrs. Hoyle frowned, she didn’t even understand and so was her children.

clearly,” Aoba really wanted to kick this murderer. It was a shame how much he respected him before. Even if he didn’t like Ophelia, he still regarded him as his closest elder. It wasn’t until his brother pointed out some things that he just realized a person could hide so deeply. On ordinary days, he was a loving elder. When

Hoyle looked torn by grief and heartbroken, “If only I had known you have this wicked intention, even harming my husband, my son, and the inheritance my

woman and the child in her stomach. That child, who had been more than seven months old, could have survived as a premature baby. The doctor said he was a boy and he could come to this world in two months.

came out, it

“What?”

could this happen?”

“How could it be

could they? Two lives in

after another blamed and they changed their target. This was a

spouting nonsense,” Ada sternly scolded.

But, it was still a bit difficult for her to believe that her parents would do such inhumane

laughed, “Nonsense? Ada, don’t forget how did your first love leave you. Your mother still won’t recognize your brother’s woman and the child she gave birth to. Do you think with my old age now, I still need to make up such a sad

Olive a little. She had guessed various possibilities, but she didn’t expect

Didn’t know what he was thinking.

Mrs. Hoyle asked with a sense of enlightenment, “You mean, Maria?”

more than 20 years was indeed a blur now. She thought that that page had

Don’t you feel guilty all these years? Do you sleep well every

the murderer who murdered her.

would make these executioners pay their due price.

marry her. But as his brother and sister, they disagreed. They found happiness themselves, but they opposed

so many years, his dreams were the shadows of her and the child. A little boy blurrily held his hand and asked him sadly, “Dad, dad. Why didn’t you want me? Why didn’t you protect me? Why didn’t

Hoyle’s initial dumbfounded, she

a slapped face stunned everyone present, including Finn

that it was me and Albert who did it?”

turned out that the trust between