Chapter 174
Chapter 174:
“Miss, can you tell us what happened?” the policewoman asked Annabel, taking out a small notebook and a pen.
She had seen how determined Annabel was to resuscitate Nina, so she had doubts about Cathy’s account.
Annabel nodded. Just as she was about to begin, Cathy yelled, “I already told you what happened! Annabel pushed Nina into the lake. She watched her drown before making an effort to save her p>
“Shut the fuck up, Cathy p>
The ice in Annabel’s stare could have frozen lava.
Shivering, Cathy kept silent under Annabel’s powerful aura.
“Officers, here is the thing. Today, our company came to Lover Lake to shoot an outdoor advertisement for a brand. When I came here to check this spot for a scene, Nina appeared out of nowhere. She tried to push me into the lake, but she accidentally slipped and fell in herself,” Annabel said calmly, telling her side of the story.
“That’s bullshit!” Cathy was worried the cops would believe Annabel’s words. “Don’t believe her! What murderer would admit to the crime they committed? My classmate and I saw what happened. Annabel pushed Nina into the lake. We’re witnesses p>
Apollo rubbed his forehead as Cathy continued to shout. Then he cleared his throat and said, “In that case, you all have to come with us to the station to give formal statements p>
Meanwhile, Rupert did not wake up until ten o’clock that morning.
The first thing he saw after opening his eyes was a crystal lamp.
Where was he? This was not his room.
Rupert sat up on the bed all of a sudden. He looked around and wondered where he was and how he had gotten there.
Suddenly, the door of the room creaked open.
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A curvaceous woman in a sexy red silky nightdress walked in. It was Heather.
“Good morning, Rupert. You are finally awake. Look, I made you breakfast.” Heather stared at Rupert obsessively.
“Heather? Why are you here? And where is this place?” Rupert’s handsome face darkened as he questioned her.
“You are in my room. Where else would I be if not here?” Heather grinned mischievously.
“Your room?” Rupert raised his eyebrows in surprise.
How did he get here?
“Don’t you remember what happened last night? You got drunk, so I had to bring you here.” Heather wriggled her waist seductively, walked to the bed, and sat down beside Rupert.
Rupert rubbed his temples and tried to recall what had happened last night. Yesterday was the anniversary of his father’s death. He had gone to the cemetery to visit his father’s grave.
Sadness had overwhelmed him as he talked endlessly to the tombstone. He did not realize when he had drunk himself into a stupor.
But later… what happened later?