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Inside the interrogation room. The incandescent light above Dorothy made her hair stand on end. Her hands were still in handcuffs as she sat on a black chair that was as tall as a grown man. Sitting across her was a female police officer that was in charge of the case, Ivana Godfrey. She had initially been responsible for a robbery case. However, she suddenly received a call from another colleague who requested her to be in charge of Dorothy's case instead. "Dorothy Fisher, what else do you want to say for yourself?" Ivana knew why her superiors suddenly brought her over. The husband of the beautiful woman in front of her must have made great efforts. Credence Scott was a well-known name throughout Talco City. After all, if she was not the one assigned to her, the other ruthless police officer, Kyle Fisher would have been responsible for it anyway. Apparently, Kyle and Caleb were close to each other. If Kyle was in charge of Dorothy's cas

"Credence, who the f*ck do you think you are? You tricked Dory back to Talco City just to send her to jail? You b*stard, I'll beat you to death today." Without even waiting for all windows to shatter, Juelz reached into the back seat of the car and punched Credence's face hard. His handsome face was full of grief and indignation, looking like a bloodthirsty and terrible beast. He had just finished his surgery when he heard the heated discussion between the nurses and doctors about the headlines. He had curiously looked towards them, and he was shocked to see the video of Dorothy committing murder in public. He ignored the fact that he was still weak and took the fastest flight to Talco City. As soon as he got off the plane, he found out that Dorothy had been taken away by the police. Juelz had only one thought, and that was to find that d*mned Credence and fight him to death. Dory was such a kind and wonderful woman, so it was impossible for her to kill Rosalie.

Juelz was making a fuss in the conference room, so Ivana called Benjamin. As Credence's personal assistant, Benjamin had to answer all of his calls first before reporting them to him. During that night, Credence hid himself in his office. He did not allow anyone to enter. Benjamin held his phone tightly. One side of the corridor was a French window. The night was getting darker and darker, and it was almost half past ten. Credence still did not have the appetite to have dinner, which made Benjamin even more worried. Benjamin walked forward. He was about to reach out and knock on the office door, but right at that moment, the door was pushed open from inside. "Mr. Scott..." Benjamin responded instinctively. He immediately reported, "Ivana just called. It's about Madam." "What about her?" Credence's voice was a little hoarse, and he pressed his temples with his long fingers. He seemed tired. When the crystal lights shone on his tired face, it mad

"Don't you have anything else to say?" Credence slowly put his hands into his pockets and frowned. He stared at Dorothy's pale face and coldly asked her. "Didn't you see it for yourself? What else do you want me to say?" Dorothy took a deep breath and hid her sad expression well. She slowly stood up by supporting herself with the toilet bowl. She was not afraid of the chill emanating from his body. She raised her head and looked at him with bloodshot eyes. She smiled lightly and said, "Credence, you're right. I've gotten together with Juelz and we've made love too. The child in my womb belongs to him. You don't like me, and you don't love me either. You even tried to kill me. Can't I take back my feelings for you and love another man?" "Do you know when I got pregnant?" "Let me tell you, it was the night when I had gotten drunk. I had invited Juelz to the hotel. When we were doing it, we were so excited and enthusiastic. Hence, I got pregnant right after that."

Dorothy thought it was Juelz, so she happily went into the room. When she walked in, she realized the visitor was actually Rosalie, who was wearing high heels and a gorgeous dress and looked extremely arrogant. She had put on exquisite makeup. When Dorothy saw Rosalie, she thought of what she had seen on TV just a little while ago. It had been a heart-wrenching scene where Rosalie had held Credence's hand with a sweet smile on her face. Dorothy's expression immediately darkened, "What are you doing here?" "I'm here to see you, Dorothy." Rosalie widened her big eyes and looked at Dorothy who was wearing the prison uniform, looking like a mess. Rosalie's beautiful face was filled with cockiness and sarcasm, "I didn't expect you to have everything you need here. You actually have an air conditioner, a fridge, and even a television. You must have been quite comfortable these days. Dorothy, are you staying in a prison or a hotel?" "Rosalie, if you think it's comforta