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To Be Yours Again by Taylor

Chapter 142
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Chapter 142 Jenny Is Captured

Before their conversation ended, someone walked in through the door. But this time, it wasn’t just one.

person, but a whole group of people.

The police officers came in. “We received a report saying that a murder has taken place on this grounds.”

Jenny pointed at Steven, lying on the bed. “He was already dead when we came in.”

The police officer ignored her. When he saw the corpse on the bed, he turned grim and immediately

called for his partners. They seemed to have already pinned the two people as suspects.

Alec and Jenny were both taken to the police station. They awaited their interrogations.

At the same time, the news of Steven Dickman’s death spread through Parrington like wildfire. He was,

after all, the son of a major family. People would care.

Soon, photos of Jenny being taken to the police station were leaked. People began saying that Steven

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was trying to rape her, and when she was defending herself, she stabbed him to death.

The people began cursing and calling Steven a monster, but they also cursed Jenny for being a

murderer. In the end, Steven was still a human being, and the police could investigate his crimes. There

was no need to kill him.

Quickly, the internet was split. Some people thought that Steven was a bastard and that he deserved

death. On the other hand, some believed that his crimes didn’t warrant his death and advocated for

Jenny to pay her dues.

Jenny knew nothing about all this. She was being interrogated at the time, and the atmosphere was

bleak. She sensed that things were about to be complicated.

“You say that Steven was already dead when you got in, but results from the autopsy revealed that he

was already dead for an hour before the police arrived. Does that mean you’ve been in the room for an

hour?”

Jenny frowned and said honestly, “I was knocked unconscious and brought to the hotel. When I woke up,

I realized he was dead. You can check the surveillance cameras. You should be able to see that I didn’t

walk in by myself.”

Her words did not make the police officer believe her. He said, “The hotel’s cameras are broken, so no

one can vouch for you.”

That was to be expected. Jenny was not surprised. If someone were to frame her, they would do

everything to ensure it was perfect. Things like cameras would not exist..

“Even if that’s the case, you can’t think that I killed him?” Jenny asked. The police had other evidence.

He took out the bag of evidence: In it was the dagger used to kill Steven. “We retrieved your fingerprints.

on this dagger, and you have a ton of blood on you. Right now, you’re our biggest suspect.”

Fingerprints.

Jenny smirked. Her kidnapper was truly immaculate. They had thought of everything.

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“I didn’t kill him. You can track my whereabouts through surveillance cameras around the city. You’ll

realize that a few men had surrounded me. I was knocked unconscious by them.”

“We will investigate that.”

“Also, I hope that you’ll find out when the cameras in the hotel began malfunctioning. If it was damaged

after the incident, there should be a way to retrieve the lost footage. There might be answers in it.”

As she spoke, the police officer wrote things down in his notebook. Then, he realized that he was a

police officer. How could he be led astray by her words?

He turned unpleasant and said coldly, “You’re the biggest suspect. Know your place. We will conduct the

investigation however we please. We don’t need your advice.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way. I hope you’ll get to the bottom of things as soon as possible. After all, it’s

everyone’s duty to help the police,” she said, chuckling.

The police officer thought she was crazy. The evidence all pointed toward her, but she could find it in her

to laugh. Wasn’t she afraid that nothing would turn up and she would be branded a murderer?