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.

slowly and

made way and allowed Lamont to walk out of the room.

After that, he returned to his villa on the outskirts of the city.

the house, he

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

door.

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

relax.

Willard opened the drawer and took out an

was a pile of

of the enameled teapot

day.

placed it in his palm. The uneven patterns

him feel especially

was at the bottom of the teapot. There was Leila’s handprint and a small “Leila”

character on it.

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

took out the teapot

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

him with

scheme against her son, but

child.

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

thoughts, the huge floor–to–ceiling window behind

“Who is it?”

his head and suddenly tensed up.

has been detained, yet you are still

could not see his appearance and could only

“Who are you?”

He turned on the table lamp on the book table, trying to see what the person looked like. However, the light in the room made

the situation

open the window. A cold

shadow outside

shiver. He locked the window

see the news?

browsed the trending topic on the phone with a