Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 237

Chapter 237 Olivia’s heart shuddered as she entered the familiar place.

How many times had she been here?

However, this time was unlike before. She came here as a free woman, not a prisoner.

When she reached the iron bars, Olivia found Dorothy looking haggard after only one day.

She was still wearing the same designer clothes but had lost her spirits. Her hair and makeup were a mess. She seemed a little tired of being ‘It’s not enough! It’s not nearly enough!

estioned by the police.

‘What does Dorothy’s suffering compare to my mom’s death, Uncle Wallace’s suffering, and my brother’s life?’

“Dorothy, you deserve this.”

Hearing Olivia’s voice, Dorothy turned around and screamed at her, “Olivia! I’ll kill you!”

“How unrepentant! Dorothy, you’re really hopeless.”

“Ha, I’m hopeless? Olivia, you and the Larson family made me do it!”

Dorothy’s eyes were scarlet as she held the railing and grinned at her. “Olivia, you don’t think that’s going to get me, do you?

Johnny will save me.”

Olivia’s heart jerked at the mention of John’s name, but she pretended to look calm.

“Save you? You’re a murderer. Why would he save you? Dorothy, don’t think too highly of yourself.”

Suddenly, Dorothy grinned. “Do you think you’re different from me? Didn’t you come here to brag about your win? But I won’t lose, Olivia.”

“So? Wait till you get out.”

“I’m not going to jail.”

Seeing Dorothy’s confidence, Olivia sneered. “The evidence is conclusive. You’ve killed so many people and already have a lot of blood on your hands. It’s not that easy to get out.”

“Olivia!”

Dorothy growled and banged wildly against the bars as if she wanted to break out and tear her apart.

Olivia stepped back and said coldly, “I just wanted to let you know that today is Uncle Wallace’s funeral and the day you go to prison.”

“You!”

“What? Are you going to kill me?”

With that said, Olivia threw her head back and said with a smile, “Dorothy, there are cameras here. If anything happens to me, you’ll be the first person the police will arrest!”

Then she turned her head and walked out.

After having taken two steps, Dorothy’s sulky voice came from behind. “Olivia, don’t count your chickens before they hatch.

Johnny will save me.”

Instead of stopping, Olivia sneered. “Wait all you want then.”

Olivia had no idea if John would save Dorothy.

All she knew was that John would not let Dorothy go to prison as things stood.

Then she would have to expand the chain of evidence.

She had an idea in her mind, which she quickly denied.

‘No, I can’t do such a terrible thing.

‘But...’

Then she rubbed her temples. ‘Forget it. I’ll settle Uncle Wallace’s funeral first.”

The funeral.

Olivia chose the cemetery near Mr. and Madam Larson, so it was easier for her to pay her respects in the future.

Although she did not inform them, many people came. Most of them were the Larson family’s old acquaintances.

Of course, these people were only here for show.

Olivia stood in front of Uncle Wallace’s tombstone and looked at Uncle Wallace’s smiling face in the photo, and her tears fell again.

“Uncle Wallace, I’m useless. Even at this age, I’m still a crybaby.” She mumbled to herself.

However, she did not expect to turn around and see the last person she wanted to see.