Murdered, but My Cop Mom Thought I Ran Away
Wendy had finally exposed her trail.
I wanted to tell Mom that this was her supposed gentle daughter she so adored.
Mom stepped forward deliberately, making her presence known.
She looked at Wendy, who now seemed tense, and smiled. “What are you watching so intently, sweetheart? A drama? I was just tired from work earlier. I didn’t mean to snap at you.”
Mom was the city’s most renowned criminal psychologist. She had long sensed something was wrong.
However, Wendy relaxed instantly, believing she had not been heard. Rather, she was certain she still held the image of the innocent, kind-hearted, good daughter in Mom’s eyes.
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