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.

trouble now.” Lamont tidied up the documents slowly and put them into his briefcase. “It’s just that I

Lamont to walk out of

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 was the only

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

door.

the dark and thinking alone. This way, he could

relax.

and took out an

a pile of ceramic fragments inside.

was the fragments of the enameled teapot that

day.

fragments and placed it in

feel especially at

at the bottom of the teapot. There was Leila’s handprint and

character on it.

when she was a child. Willard treasured everything about his daughter, including the teapot

to go abroad for shelter, Willard took out the teapot from the cabinet and held it all day

like Macey’s usual arrogant style. It was fine if she lost her temper occasionally, and

with such

could be so cruel as to scheme against her son, but Willard couldn’t.

hurt its child. So, Willard wouldn’t let Macey off.

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

as Willard was lost in his thoughts, the huge floor–to–ceiling window behind him was

“Who is it?”

head and suddenly tensed up.

been detained, yet you are still in the mood to

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

“Who are you?”

turned on the table lamp on the book table, trying to see what the person looked

the situation

struggled to open the window. A cold wind

no shadow outside the window.

locked the window

see the news? Macey…”

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