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Chapter 690

    Chapter 690


    Corinne raised her gaze calmly. “I’m innocent, why should I admit to anything?”


    Lucas narrowed his eyes darkly. “If it wasn’t you, then why were you holding the murder weapon?”


    Corinne lifted the chisel in her hand. “Are you talking about this? Miss Anya forcefully gave it to me,


    saying it was for self-defense!”


    Lucas found her unreasonable. “Corinne, don’t you find these words you’re sayingughable?”


    Corinne’s expression remained calm. “I’m speaking the truth. If you find the truthughable, then it’s


    your problem, Mister Lucas.”


    Lucas’s face darkened, believing that her current attitude was not only an attempt to escape me but


    also a challenge to their family’s authority.


    “Corinne, I’ll give you another chance to confess. I can still let you bear the consequences of your


    actions. Otherwise, I’ll make your whole family pay!”


    Corinne looked at him unperturbed, feeling a tinge of irony and amusement in her heart.


    Make her whole family pay?


    Does this so-called ‘whole family’ refer to those with blood ties?


    If so, then this Mister Lucas would probably be the first to die!


    If it doesn’t refer to blood rtions, it doesn’t matter even more. She doesn’t have any so-called family,


    to begin with.


    “Whatever.”


    The word softly spoken by Corinne left Lucas shocked and bewildered.


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    She doesn’t care about implicating her own family?


    Does that mean there’s no one she cares about in this world?


    Anya, taking advantage of her brother’s position, choked up and questioned, “Corinne, are you


    suggesting that I handed you the murder weapon to kill our precious Joey?”


    Corinne nced at Anya. “As for what I mean, Miss Anya should know better than anyone.”


    Anya cried with a grievance, “I don’t understand! How could Iprehend your baseless words?


    Corinne, not only do you refuse to admit your guilt, but you also nder me as an aplice. I am


    Joey’s mother! How could I help someone else harm my child?”


    Corinne looked at her disdainfully, “Miss Anya, crying loudly won’t deceive everyone! This chisel was


    handed to me by you! At that time, you imed to suspect that your son, Joey, was being held hostage


    in this storage room, and you couldn’t open the door no matter what.”


    “You asked me to help open that door, I believed your words and was afraid that rashly opening the


    door would enrage the person inside and harm the child, so I advised you not to act recklessly.”


    “Then, you handed me this chisel, saying I should hold it for self-defense since you didn’t have the


    strength to carry it. And then, you suddenly went crazy and directly opened the door of this storage


    room that you imed couldn’t be opened, and your son fell out from inside.”


    “From beginning to end, I never even touched him. I think no one knows better than you, Miss Anya,


    what exactly happened to your son!”


    Anya wore a face of unjust usation and indignation, “Corinne, aren’t you guilty of telling such lies?


    Doesn’t your conscience ache? When did I say those things to you? Stop making up stories!”


    Who is it that lies without guilt? Who is it that doesn’t feel pain in their conscience?


    Huh, the thief uses others of being a thief!


    Corinne nced at Anya and felt disgusted.


    Anya did not finish yet and pretended to wipe away her tears, turning to the man beside her who did


    not speak for a long time and said, “Jeremy, I know that all the kindness you’ve shown me over the


    years was because I once saved your life. I’m not asking you to repay the debt of saving my life now. I


    only beg your to help us seek justice for Joey. He can’t be unjustly killed like this.”
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