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    <strong>Chapter 656:</strong>


    Lowell turned to Shaun, his smile revealing a hint of amusement. “Shaun, my sister mentioned you needed to speak with me. What do you want to know?”


    Shaun gave a firm nod. “This isn’t the right spot. Let’s find a more private ce.”


    “Sure, we can head to my office.” Lowell looked over at Jayden and Elyse. “You two shoulde along as well.”


    Without any objections, Elyse and Jayden apanied Lowell to the elevator.


    When they arrived at Lowell’s office, he gestured toward the heaps of paperwork on his desk. “Apologies, I’ve just taken over thepany, and as you can see, there’s quite a backlog.”


    Elyse wandered around the office before settling on the sofa. She got straight to the point. “Mr. Ruiz, back in Watscar, you met Tracy by yourself, didn’t you? You even went out of your way to drop her off at my ce.”


    Surprised by her directness, Lowell took a moment, his expression cycling through various emotions before nodding in affirmation. “Yes, that’s correct. I did meet Tracy and helped her out.”


    Elyse’s smile widened as she leaned forward. “And during this help, did you ask her for anything in return? It’s well-known that you’re not a fan of Tracy, even pushing her out of the marriage by challenging her to a car race.”


    Lowell paused, reflecting for a few seconds, then conceded, “Yes, I wasn’t fond of her.”


    Elyse pressed on, “So, what was your price for helping?”


    Lowell’s face darkened. “Are you treating me like a criminal? I only helped Tracy once, and now you’re grilling me like this?”


    Elyse, noticing Lowell’s rising anger, replied with a faint smile. “Considering your and your sister’s reputations, it’s hard to think of you as good people, isn’t it?”


    Lowell’s expression chilled further as he retorted sharply, “I’m not sure what I’ve done to offend you, but you’re not the police. You have no right to interrogate me.”


    Unfazed, Elyse pressed on. “If you’re avoiding such a simple question, let me ask you directly. Did you make up the story about Tracy’s suicide at sea? Or are you the killer?”


    Lowell’s demeanor grew even more forbidding. If Jayden hadn’t been there to hold him back, he might have lunged at Elyse in his fury.


    Watching Lowell’s restraint, Elyse realized something. A truly innocent person wouldn’t remain silent under false usations. Lowell’s reluctance to answer spoke volumes. He couldn’te up with a believable alibi.


    Despite her growing conviction that Lowell and Dolores were behind Tracy’s death, Elyse knew she couldn’t get them arrested. Nearly two weeks had passed since Tracy’s alleged suicide. Any missed evidence would have been long erased.


    She understood now that her journey to Liverton was about uncovering the truth behind Tracy’s death and pinpointing the culprits.


    With her suspicions confirmed, lingering in Liverton seemed pointless.


    Shaun furrowed his brow and said, “Even if you have doubts about Lowell, it’s not right to confront him in this manner. You’re treating him as if he’s already guilty.”


    Elyse didn’t even nce at Shaun. Her voice was steady, not just suspicious. “I’m convinced that Lowell and Dolores are behind the murder. However…”


    She paused, then addressed Lowell directly. “There’s no remaining evidence, is there? With all the time that’s gone by, any proof that you took Tracy to Liverton and ended her life would have been erased by now, wouldn’t it?”


    Lowell said nothing, his gaze fixed on Elyse without wavering.


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