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Chapter 134

“It’s not we that? Listen to me and let me explain! You can’t arrest me!” Jennifer screamed in

desperation

The police restrained her arms behind her back and promptly handcuffed her. “We’ll find out oner

you’re at the station.”

All the reporters and onlookers were shocked by this sudden turn of events.

With the words of the police, everyone knew who was lying.

Soon, a barrage of camera flashes targeted Jennifer’s disheveled appearance, their shutters clicking

“She harmed Hannah! I knew she had ill intentions from the moment she returned!” Vanessa accused

her, and her excitement was evident as she did not miss the chance to kick Jennifer while she was

down.

Kennedy, too, was infuriated. He picked up the microphone from the podium and declared, As a

member of the Moore family, I’m ashamed that such a disgrace exists among us. I won’t tolerate this,

and I solemnly announce to the public that, starting today, Jennifer’s status as the heir of the Moore

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Group is revoked, and her ties with me and the Moore family are permanently severed. She’s no longer

one of us.”

Even her sole blood relative, her father, had chosen to abandon her.

Jennifer’s initial expression of despair gradually transformed into a burst of reckless laughter filled with

a chilling undertone.

Amidst the gaze of the crowd, she was forcefully led into a police car.

Inside the Moore mansion, Leon slowly opened his eyes. He squinted at the sunlight streaming in

through the window, taking a while before he managed to sit up with effort.

Leon was already seriously injured when he managed to escape last night. After Jennifer had arranged

him in a secluded servant’s room, exhaustion and drowsiness overcame him, causing him to fall into a

deep sleep.

It was nearly noon now, and the other servants of the Moore family were bustling around, too occupied

to notice that a room that had been abandoned for so long still had an occupant.

Leon crossed his arms and sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

Staying with the Moore family was not a long–term plan. He needed to find a new place to go,

preferably far away from Farlem. He was completely unaware of what had transpired outside, foolishly

feeling reluctant to leave Jennifer.

With a sigh, Leon lay back on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.

The door creaked open.

He raised his head, looking toward the doorway, only to see a doctor in a white coat and

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for your help ” Lean let his guard down and nodded politely

“‘ my duty. Since I’ve received payment from Ms. Moore, I should naturally fulfill these taste for her

After a brief examination, the doctor took out a syringe.

“What kind of medicine is this? Is there no need for any other medication?” Leon frowned slightly, but

he still extended his arm.

“This is a medication to aid in your recovery. After this injection, I’ll handle what comes next.”

Then, the doctor picked up a piece of cotton with forceps, dabbed it in iodine, and wiped the injection

area.

Watching his unskilled actions, Leon’s suspicions grew stronger.

Though he was severely injured, his wounds were all external. Disinfecting and applying hemostatic

treatment and some medication would suffice. Back when he was Elijah’s assistant, he had treated

severely injured people, and it did not require such a complex injection.

Right as the needle of the syringe was about to pierce his skin, Leon quickly turned his wrist, gripping

the doctor’s hand in a backward motion. Next, he forcefully pushed the doctor away and angrily

demanded, “You’re not a doctor! Who are you?”