Chapter 1209
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
Just when Madeline was about to struggle, she heard a very familiar voice.
âShh, itâs me.â
A manâs deep voice tickled her ears while he then yanked her to the streets.
After ensuring that those people who were tracking them had left, the man halted a cab and brought Madeline into the car.
In the car, Madeline stared at the manâs face and felt rather upset.
âYouâre the one who sent me the message earlier?â she asked. Deep in her heart, she thought it had been from Jeremy.
Fabian noticed the disappointment on Madelineâs face. He put on a faint smile and said, âAre you disappointed?â
He had already heard about the news of Lanaâs murder.
Seeing Fabianâs face that was plastered with a thoughtful smile, Madeline looked into his orbs generously. âIn my opinion, Lana deserved it, but I can tell you right to your face that my husband is not the murderer.â
âI knew youâd say that.â It was as if Fabian had anticipated it. He let out a mocking laugh. âThe only family I have in this world has died as well. Say, do you think thereâs any meaning to me living on?â
Madeline frowned when she heard his comment. âFabian, your intention of asking me out isnât just to tell me this, right? Or are you saying that you intend to avenge your sister?â
Fabian let out a self-deprecating smile before suddenly giving a cold stare. âIâve said it before. I donât have such a sister.â
Fabian had never acknowledged Lanaâs way of doing things. However, he let out a sigh afterward. âBut I have to admit that sheâs still my family.â
Fabian looked at Madeline with an apologetic gaze. âMadeline, will you forgive Lana?â
âSheâs already dead. Thereâre lots of things that I want to look up to but I canât. Again, Iâll never forgive her.â Madeline clenched her fingers, and her gaze became cold. âJeremy and I have been separated time and again. We had it tough, but finally, our family got the opportunity to reunite. However, it was all destroyed in the hands of Lana!â
Thinking about Lillian who was still mute and the poison that was unable to be cleared from Jeremyâs body made her hatred for Lana grow stronger within her.
âFabian, I think of you as a friend, but I donât think itâs an appropriate time for us to be meeting each other,â said Madeline while asking the driver to stop the cab. However, her actions were halted by Fabian.
Madeline was puzzled by Fabianâs gesture. âFabian, where are you taking me to?â
Fabian did not answer. Instead, he gave Madeline a suspicious smile.
Even though Madeline could not guess what was going on in Fabianâs mind, her instinct was telling her that Fabian would not do anything to harm her.
The cab continued its journey for a long time, but Madeline felt that the cab was just going in circles.
After half an hour, the cab finally came to a halt at the parking lot in the basement of Glendale Hotel.
Madeline was curious. âWhy did you bring me here, Fabian?â
âYouâll know it very soon,â Fabian replied thoughtfully, âFor the next step, Iâll have to make you feel a little aggrieved.â
âWhat?â
Madeline was lost, but the next second, Fabian raised his arm and placed his palm on her shoulder.
ââ¦â
âYou need to act as my girlfriend,â said Fabian.
Madeline did not shove him aside. Her sixth sense was telling her that something was going to happen next because her heart started thumping fast.
To her surprise, Fabian brought Madeline to the floor where the presidential suite in which Lana got murdered was located.
Madeline saw the press and the police who were observing the crime scene.
Fabian, with a cynical look, held onto Madeline, who was wearing a sexy outfit and a pair of sunglasses, as they walked to one of the rooms. He took out a key to open the door and said to her, âDear, itâs very noisy here. I shouldâve gotten a room in another hotel if I knew this would happen.â