Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1424

Chapter 1424: Tristan's Selfless Act

"You murderer! You cold-hearted woman!" Monica screamed, grappling with her and looking back towards the café, shouting,

"Tristan! Tristan! | found the one who hurt Claire!"

Upon seeing this, Daphne Wells panicked, her face turning pale. Were there other people around? If she continued making a

ruckus, it would undoubtedly draw attention. Criminals are always fearful!

With sharp eyes like a hawk, Daphne gritted her teeth and steeled herself. "You can join her in death! Keep her company!" She

forcefully pushed Monica towards the railing. "Let's see how you like meddling in others" affairs!"

Monica fought back, "You murderer! The law will punish you!"

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With a clang, the phone fell to the ground, the call never made. Daphne's eyes were bloodthirsty, and she crazily choked Monica,

pushing her over the railing. The railing reached waist-height, and below was the icy, bone-chilling river.

Monica was choked to the point she couldn't speak, her face turning red, and even breathing becdifficult. Fear enveloped her,

and she was running out of strength to resist. But Daphne seemed determined to kill her.

As Tristan led his men out of the café, he spotted the two women fighting. "Monica!" His eyes changed, and he sprinted towards

them.

Daphne looked over, gritting her teeth and using all her strength to push Monica over the railing and into the river. "Monica!"

Tristan ran, his pupils dilating.

"Ahh!" A panicked scream accompanied Monica as she fell into the river. Daphne, panting, clung to the railing and stared coldly at

the splashing water.

"Monica!" Tristan rushed over, vaulted the railing without a second thought, and dove into the river. "Sir!" His men, coming after,

were dumbfounded.

Realizing someone else was nearby, Daphne instinctively turned and tried to flee. One of the men grabbed her shoulder, stopping

her. "Where do you think you're going?! Are you involved in the previous disappearances?!"

"lI don't understand what you're saying, letgo!" Daphne struggled, glaring at him with anger. "Let go!"

The man's eyes were resolute, and he didn't release her. The rain grew heavier, quickly drenching them. He tightened his grip on

her wrist, seeing a chilling murderous intent in her eyes. This woman was no good and should be thoroughly investigated.

With her recent actions, it was hard not to link her to the disappearances. The river was deep, and as Monica fell in, she choked on

water and quickly becoxygen-deprived. She didn't struggle much, but she was conscious.

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She felt like she was going to die, and fear overtook her. Tristan swam towards her with all his might. Despite the icy water, he

didn't hesitate and reached her within seconds. He held her in his arms, swimming towards the surface.

At that moment, although Monica couldn't speak, she was conscious. An overwhelming sense of safety enveloped her, and she no

longer felt cold. Her blood seemed to boil. It was Tristan... He appeared in the most critical moment...

Tristan hadn't been in good health before but started swimming at 20 and was now a strong swimmer. "Sir!" The man by the

railing, still gripping Daphne, anxiously watched the river. Finally, there was movement. "Sir!" He worried for their safety.

Daphne continued to struggle, fearing Tristan and aware of the police presence. If she didn't escape now, she would likely be

caught. The rain grew heavier.

Tristan finally emerged, holding Monica. She closed her eyes, coughed a few times, her wet hair clinging to her cheeks, and her

body shivering. Tristan was frantic, "Monica! Hold on a little longer!" He swam towards the steps, his heart aching for her with

unprecedented anxiety.