"Where are you going, hun? Just leave it. I'll wash all the dishes myself. Get some rest, please. You're tired from working all day long," Aland coaxed. He had taken over all the dishes that Shannon wanted to take to the washing sink.
But Shannon insisted on cleaning them herself. After all, if she didn't want to be considered missing from the household. Both of her hands took back the pile of dishes that her husband had previously held back."I haven't contributed at all to cooking dinner, Aland. At least lemme contribute by cleaning up.""No, Shannon." This time, Aland did not want to restrain himself. In front of Pete, who had given him so much advice, he was not at all shy about showing his affection for his beloved wife. "Listen, Shannon. I want to apologise in advance if you feel that I'm holding you back from standing on your own. I mean, it's not like that. You just had a miscarriage. And there are other organs that you need to take care of. At the very least, yo"Will Smith? So early morning? Don't joke around!"Jill's eyes widened in excitement. Because the clock had not yet struck seven when Will Smith came to visit the nearby police station.Jill wasn't the only one who was surprised. Even Arthur, who was sleeping soundly, immediately woke up when he heard Smith's name mentioned by the police officer on duty.Camellia heard the same thing clearly. Although her curiosity was peaked, she suppressed her curiosity as much as possible so that she wouldn't have to talk to Jill for too long.Unfortunately, Jill was immediately bemused when the officer on duty nodded in confirmation."Did you hear that? Instead of calling and defending Arthur, who has been his client for a long time, Will Smith called me without me having to ask. He knows who to defend. That's why he came here before anyone else."From the prison on the side, a yawning Arthur was startled and got up hurriedly. "Don't be too happy, mum. I know Mr Smith lik
Jill got up with an angry look. Her hands pounded on the table even though her hands were still firmly bound."Are you trying to set me up, huh? How could I tell you something I know absolutely nothing about? He just wanted to go take a call, then didn't come back. So is it my fault that he left me alone by the side of the road? On a frontier that wasn't as crowded as it is now? I even tried my hardest to survive! I didn't eat or drink for three days! And only asked for help from passing drivers! And now you're making a big deal out of it now? How dare you, huh?"Will Smith let out his umpteenth long sigh. His hands came together, clenched around each other."He excused himself because he needed to pee. Even his phone was in the car. And you called the police after a day of waiting. Why is your statement now different from the one you gave to the media a long time ago? Why, Mrs Reynolds? What are you hiding from the world?"Jill didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, sh
"Who do you think bought this house, Aland?"Aland sniggered. Hearing the name of the man Mr Wick mentioned, he had no answer."I think it's probably just an unlucky person, Mr Smith. I mean, not unlucky to buy this house, just maybe because he wanted to get married and bought this house with his bride. But I don't think they actually got married.""Something happened before the wedding, you mean?" asked Smith curiously. Being almost forty-five years old made Smith think hard. Especially when he saw Duke's belongings that had never even been put away. "I think this still belongs to Duke. It has his initials on it.""He would write his initials on each of his belongings?" asked Aland with concern.Not without reason, he saw for himself that there were many items that had the letters DS written on the bottom right corner. He glanced at Will Smith, who was busy unpacking some files in a bookcase at the end of the room."Yes. I used to hate it when I saw him writ
"Holy shit! How could I think it was Duke's body?" Will Smith said indecisively. He massaged his temples lightly because he was dizzy.Aland, who had followed him to the basement, could only let out a long sigh. He patted Will Smith's shoulder anxiously before finally approaching a bed table with a bolster on it."I guess he has a strange habit, too. Sleeping in the basement?"Will shook his head slowly. He couldn't even say anything more about the long-disappeared Duke. "Last time, he just liked to be alone in the basement."Aland squatted down slowly, looking at the bed that looked worn out. He looked under the bed while squinting at the illumination from his phone light."Look at this, Mr Smith. There's a safe here. Even the key is still hanging here."Quickly, Aland brought the old safe out from under the bed and lifted it onto the table. He invited Will Smith to open it.Without hesitation, Smith opened the safe quickly. Unfortunately, the safe was s
Jill gaped in disbelief. Her breathing suddenly became laboured before she took a step back while rubbing her chest. Her eyes closed softly before she collapsed with a fit of laughter."Damn it! That girl! That damn girl actually told everyone! What bullshit are you really trying to show by telling everyone about us, Lia?"Camellia in the side prison could only remain silent. Her eyes dripped slowly, before being roughly wiped away."I don't even know the court judgement Arthur was talking about, mum."Arthur fell silent, swallowing hard as he heard Lia's defence that had inadvertently cornered him. He backed away, then sat on the cold metal bed with his legs crossed and swung under the bed."Stop fooling me, Lia! How could Arthur steal it if you, who gave him the key, didn't even know anything, huh? Tell me! What else do you know? Tell me! Who else are you bragging about this too, huh?"Raising her voice slightly, Lia replied firmly. "I told you I never knew
"You know him?" asked Smith. He flipped the business card in his hand. It was true. The name Aland had mentioned was written on it, along with Lark's old phone number. "I'll call him."Aland immediately shook his head slowly and took a deep breath."Maybe you forgot. But Lark Brown is dead. He was trying to burn down the dry wood building behind the factory. So I tried to stop him."Will Smith closed his eyes, nodded and handed the business card back to Wick, who was staring at it quizzically."And we won't know why Mr Brown is here if we can't meet him."Wick closed his eyes, trying to remember where he saw Mr Brown's name. Then he rose slowly, heading for his bookkeeping cabinet at the far end of the room."I think I've seen that name, Mr Smith. Please gimme a moment."As he continued to leaf through his dull old books, his old mouth continued to use Brown's name. "Lark Brown."Aland also got up and gave Wick his seat, so that the old man would not
"I think this time is my luck, mum. I will consider you both for my apology game for knowing your past."While giving a guiltless statement, Arthur continued to laugh and wave, even though his hands were tightly cuffed.Jill spat quickly. She looked away as Arthur continued to stare at her pleadingly. Damn it, she couldn't stop hoping that her son-in-law could get her out of prison, even if it meant swallowing her pride."Tell me the truth, Lia. When did he steal that document?"Lia was silent. She had been silent for a long time as she prayed for repentance. Not only that, she also hoped to be reunited with her dad, Norman Cavill, who was trapped in a prison for the insane."If I say so, can you also repent for me? Just think, this is all just the result of your cunning all this time. Think of it as your penance before you leave this world."Jill laughed out loud. She even chuckled as she approached the dividing wall between her cell and Camellia's."Are
"Could you contact Cobb, I mean Aland, Mr Benedict? There's something I need to tell him."John, who was busy stuffing a few strands of Lia's hair into a small zipper bag, only glanced over his shoulder.He squinted before finally writing something down in the folder provided. Then he glanced at the police officer in the corner of the room."I'm just here to take samples of the Fischer family, Mrs Fischer. Arthur, his wife, also his mum in-laws. Anyway, before my contract ends, I need to make sure you all stay in good health. So I'm sorry if I can't give you my phone for your use."Camellia was speechless. Although her face was still battered by Jill's beating yesterday, she could still smile. "Thank you, Mr Benedict."John scribbled something on a blank paper again, then handed it to Lia across the table."Please write down your medical history and any medication you have taken."Lia reached for the paper, as well as the pen. Her eyes blinked rapidly as