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.

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

and allowed Lamont to walk out of the room.

with the bailiffs‘ investigation. After that, he returned to his villa on the outskirts of the city.

the housekeepers who occasionally came to clean the house, he

went to the study and sat on the swivel chair in relief, quietly staring at

door.

liked the feeling of sitting in the dark and thinking alone.

relax.

Willard opened the drawer and took out

was a pile of

enameled teapot that Macey had

day.

one of the fragments and placed it

especially at

the teapot. There was

character on it.

treasured everything about his daughter, including the teapot with

out the

Willard did not like Macey’s usual arrogant style. It was fine if she lost her temper occasionally, and

apologized to him with

be so cruel as to scheme against her son, but

a tiger wouldn’t hurt its child. So, Willard

quite successful. Fortunately, he had been well–prepared. Even if Macey had

in his thoughts, the huge floor–to–ceiling

“Who is it?”

head and suddenly tensed up.

still

so Willard could not see his appearance and could only vaguely recognize that it was a man.

“Who are you?”

on the table lamp on the book table, trying to see

see the situation outside.

struggled to open the window. A cold wind blew straight to his collar.

shadow

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

the news?

the Mullen’s house, Celia browsed the trending topic on