Chapter 291


    “She didn’t do it,” interjected Jeremy before Anya could finish her nonsensical sentence.


    Anya was saddened by this. “Jeremy, do you trust her that much? You’ve only known her for a month


    plus…”


    “We’re husband and wife. That should be reason enough for me to trust her,” said Jeremy mindlessly,


    not getting what Anya was hinting at as all of his attention was focused on the situation inside Corinne’s


    ward.


    ‘Husband and wife…‘ Those three little words caused Anya’s face to stiffen, but she quickly put on an


    innocent smile. You’re right. There must be a misunderstanding. Corinne is a good person, after all.”


    Rosie and Sunny strode out of the elevator.


    “Jeremy, we rushed here as soon as we heard!” eximed Rosie angrily. “Corinne has done it this


    time. How can she be so evil as to hire someone to assault Anya when she hasn’t even done anything


    to her? Heck, Anya has only been back for a couple of days.”


    “Watch what you’re saying. We haven’t gotten to the bottom of it yet,” said Jeremy sternly.


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    A chill went up Rosie’s spine. She opened her mouth but decided it was best not to say anything more.


    She thought that Jeremy would immediately cast Corinne aside once Anya was back. However, it


    seemed like she underestimated Corinne’s


    ce in Jeremy’s heart.


    Sunny, however, was more concerned about his sister, Anya. He might be her younger brother, but he


    was a head taller. He looked down at her and asked worriedly, “Anya, are you okay? I just got wind of


    what happenedst night. They put off until today to tell me ‘cause they were afraid I’d do something


    impulsive.”


    Anya smiled and gently shook her head. She stroked Sunny’s face andforted him, “Don’t worry,


    Sunny. I’m fine. Jeremy came just in time to save me.”


    Sunny sighed with relief once he was sure Anya was okay. Then, he clenched his fist angrily. “D*mnit,


    that b*stard. I swear to god I’ll beat him into a pulp if I every eyes on him!”


    Anya scrunched up her face in mock anger as she lectured him, “Sunny, let the police handle this. You


    better not do anything impulsive or get into a fight. Don’t let me worry about you, okay?”


    Sunny did not wish for Anya to be angry. He immediately lowered his head and nodded like a little boy.


    “Okay, Anya. I won’t do anything impulsive. Don’t worry.”


    “That’s more like it. I knew you’re a good kid after all,” said Anya with a reassured smile.


    The door opened at that moment, and the officers walked out unhappily with the interrogation record in


    their hands.


    Rosie could not wait to find out what would lie ahead for


    Corinne, so she was the first to approach the officer. “Officer, how did the interrogation go? Was


    Corinne the one who hired that thug to carry out the crime?”


    The police officer sighed and shook his head. “I don’t have an oue yet. She refused to confess to


    the crime.”


    Rosie knitted her brow in consternation. “Are you saying she won’t be convicted if she doesn’t confess


    to the crime? Didn’t you say you have physical evidence and witness testimonies? Show her that and


    see if she can worm her way out of this!”


    “The witness and the perpetrator are the same person. He also turned in the chat record between him


    and Miss Corinne as physical evidence. The chat record shows Miss Corinne transferred fifteen


    thousand dors to him, but Miss Corinne insisted she was being framed, that the chat record was fake


    and her bank ount was hacked. She said she’d consider pleading guilty only if we can turn up


    circumstantial evidence proving she had met with the perpetrator before the crime happened,” the


    officer replied. Just thinking about the interrogation process made his head hurt.


    Corinne was not the fool he thought she was. While it was true she had fully cooperated with the police


    officer throughout the entire interrogation by answering every question that was thrown at her, she was


    so skilled at reasoning that she was able to catch any inconsistencies in the investigation and turned


    the tables back at him.


    After a few rounds of back–and–forth questioning, the police officers could not help but question the


    evidence and,


    consequently, their sanity. They were left with no choice but to convince their superior of Corinne’s


    innocence and drop the case against her.