The Return of the Disguised Princess

Chapter 93 The Suspect

Macey was obviously shocked by Willard’s imposing manner. After a moment of absent–mindedness, she shouted righteously, “At that time, I told you to prepare two mints in case of emergencies. You insisted on one! Now, Lamont didn’t eat it, but another man died for it!”

Her words made Willard speechless.

“Give me an explanation. What should we do now?”

After gaining the upper hand, Macey didn’t stop, continuously interrogating him.

A trace of viciousness flashed across Willard’s face. “Then make sure he can’t come

out!”

“What do you mean?”

Willard did not answer. Instead, he slowly returned to his chair and poured himself a

cup of tea.

“I say, can you be a little more attentive? You hold this broken teapot all day long!” Macey was so angry that she took the dark–red enameled teapot from Willard’s hand and slammed it on the corner of the table.

Crack.

Willard’s expression instantly darkened and there was no hint of a smile in his eyes.

Facing Willard’s sullen face, Macey waved her hand nonchalantly. “I didn’t do it on purpose. I didn’t expect your teapot to be so fragile. I’ll buy one for you another day.”

Willard could even feel his blood boiling.

He desperately clenched his fists and took a few deep breaths before calming down.

“No need. It’s just a dark–red enameled teapot,” he said as he bent down and picked up

the fragments. “I have more at home.”

After he was done, Willard clapped and stood up straight. “Didn’t you just say that Lamont would definitely be aware of our actions? It just so happens that he’s now taken

to the police station. Let him stay there forever.”

“You mean to make him our scapegoat?”

“Why not?”

nothing to do with him. “In any case, our goal is

it.”

“Then…”

at Willard

deal with it. You don’t have to worry about

”

Macey patted Willard’s chest in relief. “As I said, I will rest assured

at all. Instead, he calmly looked at the

I’m sorry.”

security guard who was standing beside Lamont with a serious face and muttered in a low

do you mean by

shook the newspaper and flipped to the

Miriam’s voice became smaller and smaller, almost inaudible, “Ms. Aylward told me to prepare mint for you. She also told me that you didn’t like to eat mints of other

it happen?”

for a moment, then he continued to browse the newspaper

nothing had happened.

it in your briefcase. I forgot

knew that Ms. Aylward was

have been more careful.

nothing to

out a long breath and folded the newspaper, placing it on the table

side.

matter was within his expectations, but Macey

footsteps could be heard from

suddenly opened. It was still

here. However, the current him

few hours

the inspection of the technicians, the composition of sodium

paper. A large amount of sodium cyanide was also found in the body of the deceased. There

apply to obtain a guarantor pending

said these

expect was that the police officer in front of him had a troubled expression and directly rejected his request. “Mr. Byron, I’m afraid that you don’t have the

“Why?”

up from the chair.

black market transaction case, so you are not qualified.” The police officer explained as he took out a pair of handcuffs

qualified to say a few words to

as

Miriam with his eyes, and they

but it is best to send a string of codes to the number pasted on the back of my table before the court session