Chapter 243: Chapter 243: Hiring a Killer
Regarding people's hearts, Daisy Ginger realized she was no match for Edward Stephens.
With just a few words, he made her start considering the benefits those people could gain from hurting Alice
Lesser.
Someone wanted her to collapse, lose control, or even hurt the people she cared about most to achieve their
goals.
The whole Banyan City knew too much about her, the abduction case eight years ago not only shocked Banyan
City but also pushed the nDaisy Ginger into the public eye.
Later, Gabriel Ginger divorced Alice Lesser and married Abigail Perry into the Ginger Residence, which the
Banyan City entertainment evening news relished for a long time.
Such family disputes and scandalous tales of mistresses are the most eye-catching and memorable gossip.
Even someone like lan Linton could know about her past and those around her, let alone all those business
competitors...
Daisy Ginger was exhausted, unable to figure it out.
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Edward Stephens gently touched her head, soothingly said, "It's okay if you can’t think of it now, wait for the
police to investigate. Recovering properly is the greatest counterattack against the villains."
Daisy Ginger looked at his face, sniffled, and knew that this man had been worrying about her for days; she
reached out to hug his neck and buried her face in his embrace.
It was truly wonderful that he could cback to her side.
For the hundredth time, Daisy Ginger mildly sighed in her heart.
She simply didn’t know if she would be able to live well if she lost him.
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Jodie Holt was arrested by the police at her son’s engagement ceremony in the countryside.
Half of that million dollars bought her son a new car, the other half went to his dowry.
The engagement banquet was grand, inviting almost everyone from the village, lively and bustling.
When the police drove up and handcuffed Jodie Holt while she was happily toasting, her son even chased after
them, questioning why they were arresting her.
Upon hearing that Jodie Holt was charged with attempted murder, her son immediately let go, disregarding his
mother’s fate, and hid upstairs, while the eldest daughter ran over crying to see Jodie Holt off.
Jodie Holt wasn’t someone who could handle a scare well; when taken to the police station, she immediately
confessed, pale-faced, that someone had given her a million dollars and told her to coax Alice Lesser into the
garden while the nurses and doctors were in a meeting and then push Alice Lesser into the pond.
Here, she still felt aggrieved.
"It was just five minutes! | never intended to harm anyone; the nurse can testify, | was the one who led them to
the pond to find her... At most, she fell in for five minutes, | really didn’t intend to kill her!"
In her words, it seemed she was just tempted by the million that could marry off her son; she didn’t want to
harm Alice Lesser, just wanted to get the million first, never thinking that Alice Lesser would beca plant
after just five minutes in the water?
When Jodie Holt wasn’t caught, she was joyful; after being caught, she began to lament incessantly, crying
innocence. The police compared her statement with the hospital director's side, but it was too rushed that day,
and the nurses couldn't recall if it was Jodie Holt who led them to the pond to find Alice Lesser.
The police took the clues provided by Jodie Holt and traced the overseas virtual account that wired her the
money, issued by a Swiss Bank; the unknown number that called Jodie Holt was a domestic cellphone number.
Without real-nregistration, plus it being disposable, finding the caller won't happen quickly, but given all the
current clues, uncovering the mastermind behind hiring a murderer doesn’t seem particularly distant.
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The eagerly anticipated brother appeared in a photo, wondering if you were satisfied with his handsvisage.
Abigail Perry will be cast aside by Brother Robert, and who else is better at playing with hearts than Brother
Robert~~ Daisy Ginger and Edward face the demon’s mighty blow, also quite weary... Tiptoed writing until four
o'clock in the morning, really tired, going to lie down and rest now. Everyone enthusiastically cast your votes~
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