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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
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