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Carl's body trembled upon hearing the name of Josie.
"I don't know her!" Carl retorted.a
Audrey slightly frowned.
"Mr. Pritchett, is that true? But..." Audrey looked at his cell phone carried on a lanyard around his neck. "You screen background photo is Miss Loren."
Carl subconsciously held the phone hanging in front of his chest, with his face revealing a trace of panic.
"I... I really don't know her. It is just a random photo I download from the Internet."
"Really?" Audrey unhurriedly turned on her phone and showed him a photo. "Have you seen this photo before?"
It was a photo of Carl's room, filled with the pictures of Josie being hung on the wall.
Car stiffened when he saw the photo.
"Where... where did you get this photo?"
"I found this on Twitter. Your friend went to your house. After taking these photos, he posted them on Twitter." Audrey zoomed in on two photos. "Look, a few photos among them were taken secretly. The shot date was June 7th a year ago."
Then, Audrey showed him a screenshot. "Here is a screenshot of Josie's post on Twitter. The date was also June 7th. She said someone was stalking her on her way home."
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Carl's secret was revealed by Audrey, so he had to grit his teeth to say, "Yes, I have followed Josie before. So what? It only proved that I followed her once. But I never did anything to hurt her. Please go ahead if you want to sue me for this."
"It wasn't your first time to stalk her, right? During her talks to media, Josie mentioned many times that someone kept stalking her."
"Ms. Audrey, do you have any evidence?" Carl asked calmly.
Audrey added with a smile, "When you followed her, you found that she was dating Mr. Taylor. You assumed that she was with Mr. Taylor because of his money."
Upon hearing this, Carl became furious.
"Nonsense! How could Josie be greedy for his money? It was Dale who lied to her and said that he wanted to be with her for a lifetime. Otherwise, how could she..." Carl paused when he suddenly realized what he had said. He was so shocked that he quickly shut his mouth.
"Ms. Audrey, I still have other work to do. Please excuse me. If you want to drink, go get it from the bartender. I'll just help to deliver wine."
Then, Carl turned to leave.
Audrey narrowed her eyes and stared at Carl's back as he left.
From Carl's reaction just now, there was a high chance that Mr. Taylor's death had something to do with him. It was probably because of Josie. It was very likely that Josie's suicide had something to do with Mr. Taylor. After Josie died, Carl might kill Mr. Taylor because of hatred.
However, she had no solid evidence to prove that Carl was the real murderer now.
Audrey was about to leave the bar when she finished her talking with Carl.
Just as she turned around, Mr. Schmidt suddenly appeared behind Audrey with a friendly smile on his face.
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"Nice to meet you again, Ms. Audrey. You haven't had a drink yet. Is our wine not good enough for you?"
Audrey looked a little embarrassed.
"Absolutely not."
"Please have a drink before leaving. It's on me." Mr. Schmidt said generously.
"I'm good, thanks anyway."
"Would you like a glass of juice?" Mr. Schmidt waved to the bartender at the bar counter. "Get this miss a glass of juice. Do you like orange juice?"
Mr. Schmidt asked Audrey.
Audrey, "..."
Audrey had no choice but to nod in agreement. "Sure!"
"Orange juice, please!" Mr. Schmidt told the bartender.
After a while, the bartender placed a glass of orange juice in front of Audrey. Audrey took it over. "Thank you!"
"It's freshly made. Have a try!"
Audrey pretended to take a sip. After that, she put down her glass on the table.
Having been working for so many years, Audrey had always firmly believed in one thing that she should always keep an eye open.
Especially in a place like a bar, be alert when an unfamiliar person tried to offer you a drink and never drank it.
Audrey smiled. "It tastes good."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Ms. Audrey, can I ask you a question?"
"Go ahead."
"What do you define justice?"
Audrey was surprised at this question.
She answered without hesitation, "Justice is all about fairness."
"What is fairness?" Mr. Schmidt said with a hint of sarcasm, "Well, in many lawyers' eyes, the fairness is just to help their clients win lawsuits, get away with crimes, and then earn a high commission regardless of the act of the clients, right or wrong. Do you think this is so-called fairness? Nowadays, lawyers don't give a sit about justice."
Audrey frowned.
"From what you said, you seemed to have a problem with the lawyer."
Mr. Schmidt smiled. "I'm just sharing my opinion, Ms. Audrey. It didn't mean anything."
Audrey said with a serious expression, "Not all the lawyers act like what you said. Generally speaking, the lawyers all I know have their work ethics. However, lawyers do not have superpowers. Sometimes, it is also hard for them to tell good and bad persons. As you said, bad lawyers lead to injustice and made it hard to punish bad guys. Meanwhile, there are still good lawyers who protect good people."
Mr. Schmidt chuckled.
"Ms. Lawyer, you are indeed as eloquent as the rumors say. I admire you and accept you wholeheartedly!"
Audrey stood up with a smile. "Thanks for your drink, but I have to go now."
"Please come again. Goodbye."
Audrey turned around to leave. When she was walking towards the door, she had that weird feeling again. So she frowned and looked back. Mr. Schmidt was seeing her off with a gentle smile.
Audrey frowned and continued to walk out of the bar.
After confirming that Audrey had left the bar, a malicious smile appeared on Mr. Schmidt's face. Then, he picked up the glass of juice and poured the juice down the drain but accidentally some of it dripped down the glass to the ground. Then, he threw the glass directly into the trash bin on the bar counter.
After a while, a Teddy bear dog brought by a guest, ran to the counter and smelled the sweet smell on the ground. He started to lick the juice dripping on the ground. A moment later, it started to sway unsteadily and passed out.
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