The basement was pitch black.
Ruth looked at Nora. Her voice was very deep, but there was a hint of coldness in it. She sounded arrogant and commanding.
The dappled light illuminated her face, making the womanâs body flicker between light and darkness. She was like one sent from hellâ¦. No, you could say she was a demon from hell!
Ruthâs nervous breathing stopped. Suddenly, she remembered that scene in the special department: after Nora had left the interrogation room, the bodyguard had shouted that he would confess as long as the demon didnât interrogate him again.
Moreover, Black Catâs achievements were world famous. That aforementioned international agent was known for not revealing anything in the face of any torture. No matter what mission they received, it would be strictly confidential. He had almost become the greatest reference in the world of agents. However, that person was defeated by Black Cat.
On one mission, Black Cat needed only five minutes to make him talk about his employerâ¦.
Five minutesâ¦
Ruthâs mentality collapsed.
She thought she had undergone strict training and was stronger than those bodyguards, but she was no match for the strongest agent!
So before Nora could do anything, she suddenly closed her eyes and shouted, âIâll say it. Iâll say whatever you want me to say.â Noraâs hand stopped slightly. She placed her hands on either side of Ruthâs chair and approached her with a strong aura. She asked, âWhat is your relationship with Trueman?â
Ruth bit her lip.
Seeing that she was silent, Nora scoffed. âYou want to know how I got the strongest agent to talk? Itâs actually very simple. My scalpel is very sensitive. I cut his tissue layer by layer, letting him feel his skin being ripped off bit by bit without anesthesiaâ¦â
He pulled a small, exquisite scalpel from his pocket.
Ruth shuddered and suddenly cried out, âTrueman is my brother!â
Nora paused.
Even Justinâs movements stopped for a moment.
Ruth shouted, âTrueman is my brother! I come from the Yale family! So you canât attack me. The Yaleâs will never let you go.â
Nora narrowed her eyes. âSo you really are from the mysterious organization?â
Ruth gritted her teeth. âYes.â
Nora continued to ask, âSo you were the one who conspired to get me pregnant six years ago!â
Ruth shook her head. âI wasnât the mind behind it. I just got involved.â
Nora suddenly let out a deep sigh.
Since she had learned that her pregnancy had been planned by her mother, the uncomfortable feeling of having been manipulated had finally dissipated.
Indeed.
Her mother preferred to sacrifice herself to protect her. How could she have done such a thing without her knowing?
Nora narrowed her eyes. âWhy have you conspired against me?â
Ruth stared at her. âIt was your mother who first betrayed the mysterious organization. We only wanted to break your agreement with the Grays. Besides, you were so well hidden. Wasnât it fair to punish you when we found you?â
With that, Ruth glared at her. âBesides, you should thank me. You were fat and ugly then-no one wanted you! Iâve heard Anthony Gray proposed breaking off the engagement many times, but was turned down. If it wasnât for me, where would you have found such a nice man? And you were so lucky to have a child with him!â
Nora: ââ¦â
She raised her almond eyes slightly and looked suddenly at Justin before saying calmly, âYes, I want to thank you for this. If it wasnât for you, I might never have met him.â Her words made Ruth bite her lip hard. âYes, if you hadnât given birth to his child, how could Mr. Hunt have fallen in love with you? You should thank your stomach for having done so.â
However, Nora asked again, âThen why him? If it was to punish me, wouldnât it be better to find a random bad man?â.
Ruth frowned. âHow was I to know? I told you I didnât plan it. I only cooperated. My mission was to conspire against Justin.â
Nora was puzzled. âIt was planned by Trueman?â
Ruth scoffed. âThatâs right, my brother had indeed found a good man for you.â
Nora lowered her eyes and said after a while, âHow did he plot Justin?â
Ruth looked at Justin and took a deep breath. âItâs very simple. I drugged his food, but I didnât expect it to be so strong. In the end, I had to do it myselfâ¦â
At this point, she looked at Justin. âSo, Mr. Hunt, you and this woman arenât married yet, but weâve already slept together! You canât treat me like this.â
Justin continued to ignore her.
However, Nora scoffed. âWho cares about marriage? The kids are the most important thing, canât you see that?â
As soon as these words came out, Ruth was furious. She suddenly looked at Nora and Justin. âThe children? Do you think youâre the only one who has a child? What if I say that I also gave birth to a child for Mr. Hunt?â
âMr. Hunt, I got pregnant that night too, I gave birth to a child! That child is yours! If we really compare, WE are even more intimate!â
In the subway interrogation room there was a sudden silence.
Even Lawrence, who was watching the commotion, suddenly closed his mouth. The smile on his face disappeared.
He looked at Ruth in disbelief.
Justin also raised his eyebrows and looked at Ruth in surprise.
This was the most unexpected answer of todayâs interrogation.
Noraâs eyes narrowed and she froze in place.
Seeing that neither of them spoke, Ruth grimaced and finally found her one support. âWhy did I come here with Mr. Hunt, donât I know that he accepts everyone equally? If I didnât have a trump card, I wouldnât be here.â
He looked at Justin. âOur son is in the hands of my brother overseas. I want to tell you that I have to video chat with my brother every day to make sure nothing happens to him. Otherwise, our son will suffer every pain that I will suffer! If I break a finger, he will break a finger too! Since you love your children so much, you wonât ignore our sonâs well-being, will you?â Justin narrowed his eyes.
Ruth took a deep breath, as she finally had the upper hand. She smiled slowly. However, she didnât expect Justin to get up the next moment. He approached step by step, his tall figure full of oppression. Finally he spoke his first sentence since entering the basement. âDo you think Iâve really forgotten what happened that night?â
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