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Apart from being abducted by traffickers at the age of four, she also remembered being beaten at three.
In reality, most children at the age of three should have little memory. She vaguely remembered being beaten at that age, but perhaps the memory was too profound that in her dreams, she could clearly hear Poppyâs scolding.
âListen, my daughter should be living a life of luxury, and you, you only deserve to live forever in this filthy gutter, in the stinking sewer!!â
Keira smiled bitterly.
She didnât expect to have such a dream after so long.
Perhaps dreams revealed oneâs thoughts. She often dreamed of being Isla and Mrs. Olsen being her motherâ¦
Matthew asked, âWhat about when you were three or four?â
âNothing.â
Keira didnât want to talk about the past.
Her condition was peculiar. After iron was introduced into her system, all symptoms of anemia gradually disappeared, and she was fully revitalized.
However, she still needed to store more iron, so she had to stay on an IV for a couple more days. Taking in too much in one day could overwhelm her body.
She picked up her phone and found a message on her Twitter.
Her Twitter username was âMs. Sâ, and she was fairly well known in the reporter circle.
The person who sent her the message was named Josh, who had been following her for over two years.
Josh wrote, âMs. S, I wonât back down this time! I want to be like you, fearless in the face of authority, and brave enough to expose the truth to the public! If you can see this message, I hope you can give me your blessing.â
Keira was perplexed.
As she was puzzling over it, there was a knock at her door.
Holly walked in with Connor Hill.
Connor kept his head down, looking as timid as ever.
When he entered the ward, he first glanced at Keira and then immediately lowered his head again. âHello, Keiraâ¦â
Keira wasnât close to the Hill family members, and Finley Hill had only sought her out for money over the years. This cousin of hers was quiet and studious. He managed to earn a spot at the prestigious Oceanion University through sheer effort.
She was still courteous toward him, âWhatâs up?â
Connor then spoke, âI, I came to deliver a letter of forgiveness.â
Keira was taken aback.
Connor then looked at Captain Lincoln, who had come in with him, his eyes teary. âI consulted with a lawyer. By submitting a letter of forgiveness, even if youâre sentenced, it can be reduced to within ten years.â
He bowed his head. âKeira, I was terrified when I called the police⦠I didnât mean to ⦠My father wasnât a good person. He got what he deserved ⦠It was my fault that you ended up behind bars â¦â
Captain Lincoln frowned. âEven if he was a bad person, he should have been punished by the law, not dealt with privately by you.â
Connorâs eyes were bloodshot, and he growled, âI did report him! When he was gambling, I called the police, but after you arrested him, he was only detained for a month, and then released. He continued to gamble. We lost our house, my mom ran off with someone else, and I had no place to live⦠I had no choice but to work my hardest. He even took my scholarship money! Even his own son was treated like this, let alone his niece! You donât understand our suffering, so donât stand on your high moral ground and judge us!â
He tried to wipe away the tears. âI know I shouldnât say this, but when I saw he was dead, I was confused, but now I only feel relieved!â
After saying this, he covered his face and squatted down slowly. âIâm such a jerk. My dadâs dead, and I can finally breathe. Even though I have to repay his debt of five million, I see hopeâ¦You wouldnât understand. When he was alive, he was greedy like a bottomless pit.â
His sobs choked his words.
Captain Lincoln stiffened but remained silent.
The only sound in the room was Connorâs stifling sobs.
Keira said nothing.
Others might think she had lived a comfortable life, but the truth was, her life hadnât been any better than Connorâs.
At least Finley Hill had never starved Connor.
After a while, Connor finally stopped crying, wiped his tears, and stood up. âIâm sorry. I, I lost my composure.â
âItâs ok,â Captain Lincoln patted his shoulder. âWe understand.â
Keira then slowly said, âThank you for your letter of forgiveness, but⦠I donât need it. As I said, Iâm not the killer.â
Connor was stunned as if he didnât understand, âKeira, I, I asked about this. If you plead guilty and show remorse, youâll at most be sentenced to three years, but if you insist on being innocent, you might be sentenced to over ten yearsâ¦â
âI know.
âBut I didnât kill him. If I didnât kill them, I canât admit to anything,â said Keira flatly.
Connor didnât say anything. After a moment, he turned toward Captain Lincoln to ask a stupid question. âAs my fatherâs son, can I choose not to pursue this matter?â
Captain Lincoln said, âThis is a criminal case. Even if you donât pursue it, we still will.â
Connor tightened his jaw and looked at Keira. âThen I canât help you.â
Keira shook her head. âThatâs alright.â
Again, Connor lowered his head. âKeira, get some rest. I⦠I have to leave nowâ¦â
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Connor took two steps away and suddenly turned to Captain Lincoln. âCaptain Lincoln, about the money that was found at the scene, could you give it to me now? I borrowed it from my classmatesâ¦â
The money was scattered on the ground, and some of it was stained with blood, so it was used as evidence and kept at the police station.
Captain Lincoln shook his head. âThe police department has its rules. Itâs evidence, and we canât give it to you for now. Only after we have confirmed that there are no clues can it be returned to you.â
Connor then hung his head. âBut thatâs next monthâs living expenses of my dorm matesâ¦! promised them that I would return it as soon as possible.â
All of them had worked part-time before, and they knew that the students needed their every hard-earned penny.
Suddenly losing twenty thousand was bound to cause strain among these students.
Keira narrowed her eyes.
All of a sudden, she said, âWait.â
Connor then turned back.
Keira picked up her phone. âIâll have Samuel give you twenty thousand for your emergency needs.â
Connorâs eyes lit up. âThank you, Keira. As soon as the money at the police station is returned, Iâll give it back to you.â
Keira sent a message to Samuel.
Not long after, Samuel walked in with twenty thousand in cash and handed it to Connor.
Connorâs eyes stung.
He took the money. âKeira, my father has borrowed a lot of money from you over the years. Donât worry. Once I start earning money, Iâll pay you back.â
âDonât worry about it. He is he, and youâre you.â
Just as Keira finished saying that, there was a sudden click at the door.
Everyone turned their heads to see a thin, unfamiliar man, nervously clutching his mobile phone, having captured the earlier moment.
When everyone noticed him, the man immediately charged in. âConnor Hill, I knew there must be a financial transaction when you granted forgiveness to the murderer of your father! You are not worthy to be a son!â
After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Keira.
Noticing her healthy complexion without any signs of anemia, he scoffed. âWhatâs all this about being on bail pending trial due to a near-death condition? Is this what a near-death condition looks like?â
He took out his phone and shot a video of Keira. âSo, wealthy people have privileges, right? They can find a way to get bail, no matter what?â
He turned to Captain Lincoln. âIs this how you guys uphold the law impartially?â
Captain Lincoln frowned, and declared sternly, âJournalists are not allowed in here. Please leave!â
âIâm not leaving!â The journalist was very agitated as he directed his camera at them. âIâm live-streaming! All these procedures are being broadcast live, and Iâll expose you!â
Captain Lincoln immediately made a move to stop the man. âYou are invading other peopleâs privacy!â
âWhen cases are not clear enough, many people are getting away with it. As a citizen, I have the right to know the truth of any case!â
The young journalist was fearless.
Unfortunately, Captain Lincoln had already taken his mobile phone, cutting off his live-streaming. Captain Lincoln was furious. âWhatâs your name? Which newspaper are you from? Iâll hold you responsible!â
The young journalist lifted his chin and sneered. âDonât try to scare me. My idol is Ms. S, who bravely reported on a certain companyâs pollution discharge despite the strong power at the time. Iâm afraid of nothing but only seeking the truth!â
Hearing these words, Keira was perplexed.
Suddenly recalling the message on her Twitter from earlier, she was greatly amazed. âAre you Josh Josh?â
The young journalist was surprised.. âHow do you know that?â