NovelOnlineDespite feeling a twinge of panic, Amelie kept her cool and turned to the officer.
"You said cooperate, and we did.
Now we're suspects? What gives?" "The racer you brought in, he was not the one from race day.
We tracked down the real racer.
She spilled, saying you set it up.
" As the young officer wrapped up, they ushered Alessandra out.
At the sight of Alessandra, Amelie's eyes widened, her grip tightening.
How'd she get caught?! Alessandra glanced at Amelie, unfazed as the cops nudged her along.
"There's more.
The horse Miss Moore rode was poisoned.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtApparently, on Mr.
Austin's orders.
But guess whose npopped up on the poison purchase? Your subordinate, Ms.
Amelie Chadwick.
We need answers on that too.
" Joselyn, nearby, struggled to keep it together at the officer's bombshell.
She stayed quiet, siding with Hannah to expose Amelie but avoiding open conflict, opting for sneaky trouble instead.
Luckily for Joselyn, Amelie was too wrapped up with Alessandra to suspect her.
"Alessandra! I've been good to you.
How could you turn onto the cops?" Amelie played the victim, staring at Alessandra with hurt.
"You begged for a shot at racing, to prove yourself.
I told you straight up, being Winston's sister and tight with Hannah, you didn't need to beg.
What'd you say then? You said Hannah dissed you because you weren't up to snuff.
I agreed to lend a hand so you could prove yourself.
And now, you pull this, making up stories!" The whole mess was a huge embarrassment, and the Chadwich crew wasn't eager to own up to it.
Chadwich members rallied to defend Amelie, insisting Alessandra was talking trash! Then, the young officer dropped a bomb.
"Check this recording.
It proves she was taking orders from Ms.
Amelie Chadwick before the incident.
Amelie hadn't seen Alessandra's backup plan coming.
She shot her a venomous glare.
Alessandra, ready for whatever fallout, stayed cool, unbothered by the stares.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFinally, Wallace spoke up.
"Amelie, after all I've done for you and the Compton family you plotted ve against my daughter. I won't forget this.
" Amelie went pale as a ghost.
There was no chance to argue as the cops escorted her and the Chadwich crew out.
But Rhett's murder wasn't wrapped up yet, even with surveillance m ve catching a suspect's silhouette. The chubby cop had grilled everyone in the villa when Rhett got killed.
All had alibis for the evening.
But Bryson, the loner type, caught his eye.
He kind of matched the shadowy figure in the security video so the cop wanted a chat with him.
When word got out, Hannah, Lounging on the couch, busted but laughing, grabbing everyone's attention.
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