I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 406

When Leanna arrived at the hospital, she stopped a nurse and asked where Elliot was. After thanking

her, she shuffled in that direction.

Meanwhile, the police were talking to Elliot in the ward. Seeing that, Leanna decided to wait outside the

room. Only after the police left the place 20 minutes later did she knock on the door. Elliot said

impatiently, "I've told you everything. What else—"

He caught himself when he saw Leanna appearing at the door. The impatience on his face vanished as

he squinted his eyes and asked cautiously, "Why are you here?"

Leanna replied, "I'm here to ask you something."

"It's about the designers' competition, right?" Elliot questioned. "Everything I've said is true. I'd helped

her cheat in the competition, and she'd bribed the judges."

Leanna smiled and sat down on the couch. "There's one thing I don't understand, though. Given

Queenie's background, making you help her cheat in the competition was already the best she could

do. How did she bribe the judges?"

Faced with her doubt, Elliot was unflustered as he had already prepared an excuse. "You're also aware

that her mentor is Robert, who is on good terms with the judges. Moreover, he was determined to let

Queenie win so as not to embarrass him. It wasn't hard for him to bribe the judges for her sake."

"Just like what you've said, Robert was determined to help Queenie win. Then, why would he tell you

that he'd bribed the judges?"

Her question surprised Elliot, but he soon came up with an excuse. "I overheard it. There are no

secrets in the world that could be kept forever, are there?"

Leanna continued, "Are you also going to tell me that Queenie has decided to kill you because she's

found out that you're aware of the bribery?"

Elliot still hadn't found a good excuse for that. Hearing her words, he played along by saying, "Right,

right, right. That's exactly the reason. That woman has gone mad for wanting to become famous, so

she did something so despicable. You should've been the winner. I feel sorry for you."

Leanna arched her brow as she had no idea how much truth there was in his words.

A moment later, she decided to cut to the chase, asking, "Do you remember what the attacker looked

like?"

The police had asked Elliot the same question earlier. He narrowed his eyes and questioned doubtfully,

"Why do you want to know?"

Left with no choice, Leanna explained impassively, "Queenie had repeatedly tried to harm me back

then. I want to find out whether the person who attacked you is also the one who harmed me."

Elliot never doubted her, for all the designers knew that she and Queenie were on bad terms. One just

had to ask around to find out what Queenie had done during her tenure at Lux.

Thinking they were on the same boat, Elliot replied, "He was wearing a hat, so I couldn't make out his

face. But…"

He furrowed his brows, as though trying to recall the man's appearance.

"Is there a scar on his face that runs from the corner of his left eye to his chin?"

Upon her reminder, Elliot dipped his head. "Right, right, right. There's indeed a scar on his face."

After getting the answer, Leanna decided to leave as she rose from the couch.

Elliot called out, "If you want to know anything about Queenie, just look for me. I'll tell you everything I

know."

Hearing that, Leanna turned to look at him. "Consider yourself lucky that you survived."

Then, she left the place directly.

As Elliot watched her leave, he snorted and fished out his new phone from beneath the pillow. Then, he

accessed the file on the cloud and grinned. With this, I can destroy Queenie.

…

After leaving the hospital, Leanna got into her car and drove toward the main road, but she was a little

absent-minded.

All the evidence suggested that Ron was the one who had assaulted Elliot. In other words, he had

probably escaped from Lloyd's confinement.

But where is he? If I want to find out Jethro's whereabouts, I must get to Ron.

At the thought of this, Leanna stepped on the brake and steered the car around.

…

Presently, Queenie was getting probed at the police station. Regardless of what the police said, she

denied hiring someone to attack Elliot.

Moreover, the surveillance footage from the hotel and the fingerprint left behind at the scene didn't

point to her.

Nevertheless, she was a suspect, so she couldn't leave the police station directly. Someone had to bail

her out. She called Robert, who soon hung up on her. Are you kidding me?! She recalled the number

only to hear dull beeping noises that indicated that the call didn't go through.

A displeased Queenie subsequently made several calls, but she was still unable to reach the man.

She bit her lip. Left with no choice, she could only contact one of her family members. However, the

person who was supposed to pick up her call was already dead. Unable to contact anyone for help, she

finally broke down and smashed the phone into the wall.

As the phone dropped to the floor, a figure came into her sight. Leanna looked at her with a calm

expression, her gaze cold.

…

Queenie had never expected that when there was no one to help her, Leanna would be the one who

bailed her out. After leaving the police station, Leanna stopped in her tracks and turned to her. "I'll only

ask you one question."

Queenie clenched her fists and remained silent.

"Where's Ron?" Leanna demanded.

A moment later, Queenie replied, "I… don't know."

Leanna replied with a sneer, "I can go back in any moment and tell the police that Ron was the one

who had assaulted Elliot. Do you think you'll still be able to leave the police station by then?"

Queenie stiffened, and her face was transformed by fear. She bit her lip out of nervousness. "I… don't

know. That day, I'd told him not to look for me again."

Leanna scoffed. "He's helped you a lot. Is this how you treat him?"

"It's not like there's anything I can do about it. We're from different worlds, after all. Furthermore, he

knew that some people were tailing him, and he still looked for me despite knowing that he might put

me in danger." Queenie was increasingly agitated. "Also, what help has he offered anyway? He

couldn't even deal with Elliot. Look what's happened to me now. It's all his fault!"

"You're good at coming up with excuses, aren't you? Don't you think that there's a problem with you?"

With reddened eyes, Queenie roared, "What's the point of you mocking me now?! I admit that I'd

cheated in the designers' competition. However, many people loathe you. Do you think you'll be the

winner after destroying me?"