The Return of the Disguised Princess

Chapter 100 Fragments

“Let go of me!”

Macey struggled hard. Finally, she managed to break free and rushed forward with a large stride.

“I have evidence! Willard is the mastermind!”

“Mrs. Byron, if there is evidence, please show it to us. Otherwise, please don’t make a ruckus in a majestic place like the court!”

The judge rushed over after hearing the news and pointed at Macey angrily.

“Alright, I’ll find it for you right now!” Macey took out her phone from her handbag with a face full of resentment, trying to find the chat record between Willard and her.

Unfortunately, because of Willard’s intentional evasiveness, the chat records were completely untraceable. Other than the ambiguous conversation from before, there was no other evidence.

“This… This is the record of Willard asking my lover to send me the poison that day!”

Macey had no choice but to show the chat record to the person in front of her.

Willard took a closer look calmly and explained seriously, “Didn’t you ask me to send you some medical herbs a few days ago? You haven’t slept well recently, so your spleen. and stomach are weak. Macey, how can you forget it?”

“You’re lying!”

Macey’s eyes were red. “Willard, what are you trying to do?”

“What did I do? I’m helping you analyze the so–called evidence. If you can’t remember anything, just leave it to the police and the court. I think you are not in a good state to continue talking about it.”

Willard waved his hand and asked the bailiffs to pull Macey away, and he left with them.

Soon, the room that had just been crowded instantly quieted down, leaving only a few

people.

“Have you seen enough?”

Lamont had long noticed Amelie at the door and waved at her.

“Do you think Willard is innocent?”

Amelie asked and did not answer Lamont’s question.

so much trouble now.” Lamont tidied up the documents slowly and put them into

to

that, he returned to his villa

housekeepers who occasionally came to clean the house, he was the only one who lived

on the swivel chair in relief, quietly staring at

door.

the feeling of sitting in the dark and thinking alone. This way, he

relax.

and took out an exquisite velvet box.

opened it, and there was a pile of ceramic

the fragments of the enameled teapot that

day.

up one of the fragments and placed it in his palm. The uneven

feel especially

There

character on it.

a child. Willard treasured everything about his daughter, including

forced to go abroad for shelter, Willard took out the teapot from the cabinet and

was fine if she lost her temper occasionally, and he could endure it.

she apologized to him with such an indifferent tone!

cruel as to scheme

tiger wouldn’t hurt its child.

successful. Fortunately, he had been well–prepared. Even if Macey had a silver tongue, she wouldn’t be able to explain

huge floor–to–ceiling window behind him was hit by something.

“Who is it?”

turned his head and

are still in the mood to stare at a pile

Willard could not see his appearance and could only vaguely recognize that it was

“Who are you?”

book table, trying to see what the person looked like. However, the light in the room made him even

to see the situation outside.

hurriedly and struggled to open the window. A cold wind blew

was no shadow outside

but shiver. He locked the window and returned to the bedroom quickly.

you see the news?

Mullen’s house, Celia browsed the trending topic on