Chapter 219



“What?” Magnus couldn’t believe what he had just heard.

“We have questioned the victim, who has admitted to the relationship between her and the suspect, but, strangely, the suspect has denied it. If you don’t believe me, you can come in and ask him yourself.”

The policewoman’s expression looked complicated as she uttered these words.

She had been at the police station for a long time and knew all kinds of people, so she was not surprised by Joseph’s words.

The time for Magnus to visit Joseph was short. Magnus entered the detention room and saw Joseph. Joseph was frustrated, but he had to feign calm. “Mr. Beckham, I am going to find a way to resolve this matter. I’ve already contacted the lawyer and he’s on his way.”

“Agreed.” Joseph nodded, his expression grim.

gⱯlnσν𝒆𝓁s․com takes you to new worlds “It’s fine for you to fight with Miss Downey, but why sulk? Why deny your couple’s relationship in front of the police…”.

Before Magnus could finish his words, Joseph looked at him with his intimidating eyes. He stopped talking instantly and looked stunned.

He had to know that Joseph was his boss and he had to show him respect and not speak ill of him, especially in front of him.

Magnus was so nervous that his back was drenched with sweat.

However, Joseph just looked at him and ordered him in a cold voice.

“Ask the lawyer to keep his mouth shut. Don’t let grandfather know about this matter. Go find Kevin and tell him I’m under arrest, he’ll have a solution.”

Magnus nodded his head continuously, as if grasping at straws, “I’ll go do that right now.”

“Wait a minute.”

“What else do you want me to do?”

“Go investigate what Edison has been up to since he returned to China.”

Magnus was stunned for a moment. “Yes.”

After all, his boss was still thinking about Miss Downey, wasn’t he?

It looked like a lot of things were going to happen in N. City. On the same night, a storm was about to happen.

At the Downey Family villa.

The maid went impatiently to open the door when she heard the doorbell ring. As soon as she opened the door, she held her nose as she smelled Chelsea’s strong odor of alcohol.

“Chelsea…”

The maid wasn’t too surprised and yelled twice for the other maids on duty to bring Chelsea who was unconscious to the couch.

The one who brought Chelsea back was a waiter from the bar. It was the third time this week he had brought Chelsea back, and as before, the maid gave him two hundred dollars for bothering him and asked him to leave.

“If Chelsea keeps going to the bar tomorrow, make sure she doesn’t drink like that again.What if something happens? She’s getting married soon.”

The bartender nodded, “Don’t worry. Even if she’s drunk, I’ll make sure Chelsea gets home safe and sound.”

He wasn’t foolish enough to not want to make money.

Just as the waiter was saying goodbye, he heard a loud vomit coming from the lounge, accompanied by a series of screams from the maids, so he didn’t need to think long to guess what had happened.

“You sure know how to yell, clean up quick in here. You go pour hot water. You go cook some soup for the hangover, and you go get a new rug from the storeroom….”.

As they were busy solving the problem, an exasperated voice came from upstairs, “Chelsea! What’s the matter with you, why are you so drunk again?”

Sofia ran down the stairs. Seeing Chelsea vomiting on the living room couch, she also frowned in disgust. “Is it a good idea to get like this? What if your in-laws find out? Do you still want to get married?”

Chelsea was very drunk, but she heard her mother’s reprimanding words. She stumbled and got up from the couch, crying and laughing. She said, “I don’t want to get married. You can marry me, you can find me a stepfather, I don’t care.”

Sofia slapped Chelsea with a force that echoed through the living room.

Sofia’s hand was still raised in the air, trembling slightly. “I think you’re crazy – how can you say such crazy things?”

Chelsea covered her face. She looked like she was about to sober up. Gritting her teeth angrily, she said, “Slap me. It’s better if you slap me to death too, so I don’t have to be a vicarious killer. I also don’t have to see my father’s face at night when I close my eyes to sleep.”

There was a stony silence in the hall.

The maids looked at each other with a gesture of dismay.

Sophia’s face paled in shock and she glared at the maids, “What are you staring at, is it so nice to see Chelsea talking nonsense after she’s had too much to drink? If any of you tell what she just said, you’ll all pack your bags and get the hell out of here.”

After saying that, he dragged Chelsea up the stairs as she stumbled.

Chelsea was thrown onto the bed. Her long hair was messed up in her face and she lay motionless like a walking corpse.

“Are you crazy?” Sophia was furious, “Do you know what you just said, do you want to send your mother to jail so you can feel calm?”

“It’s not me who wants to send you to jail. It’s you, mom. You’re the one sending me to hell.”

Chelsea leaned against the bed and sat up. She said crying, “My father left us all his fortune. Did you see him? But you suspected him and poisoned him without knowing the truth. As a result, he is dead.”

“Shut up!” Sofia clenched her fist, “This should have been ours. He was willing to make a will to give us his fortune, since he had a conscience. But if he were still alive, how do you know if he would change his mind after a while?”.

“He wouldn’t have!” Chelsea covered her face. Her voice was muffled to the extreme: “It was you who was greedy. It was you who wanted it all, so you killed…you killed my father.”

Sofia closed her eyes, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes. She looked remorseful, no doubt.

If she had known Bentley would do this to her and Chelsea, she wouldn’t have done something so nasty. But at this point, they could only get on with their lives.

“Chelsea, listen to Mom. This business is over. There’s no use crying over spilled milk. You must stop thinking about this matter. Your father died of an illness and it has nothing to do with us.”

She sat on the edge of the bed and took Chelsea in her arms, “Tomorrow is the day you will succeed your father as president of the group. You should be happy. It’s something Mom has been wanting to see for so many years, it’s finally coming true, isn’t it?”

Chelsea shook her head desperately, crying uncontrollably.

Ever since she learned that her father had left most of his estate to her and her mother according to the will he made, she could no longer turn a blind eye to what her mother had done.

Every night when she closed her eyes, she would see her father’s loving face and then he would smother her like an evil spirit from hell.

“My good daughter, why did you kill your daddy when he treated you so well?”.

It was a nightmare and it made Chelsea wake up in a cold sweat. The electronic calendar over her bed showed the time and date. She stared at it for a moment in a daze, remembering that today was the day of her succession. In addition, that day would also mark the company’s stock advertisement and the voting of the CEO for the company by the board of directors.

“Chelsea, are you up yet? Hurry up.”

She could hear her mother’s urging voice from outside her room. The undisguised joy in her mother’s tone actually made her feel unpleasant and she felt like throwing up.

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