Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife novel Chapter 164

Chapter 164

Olivia could not give up on finding the truth, and she could not give up on looking for Uncle Wallace.

After three hours of driving, Zac and Olivia finally arrived at their destination.

Initially, Olivia thought that they would be at a police station. She did not think that they would end up at a funeral parlor.

Olivia paused. “A funeral parlor?”

“His body was thrown into the river and had flown downstream until it reached here. Then, the body was retrieved by the team designated to fish out bodies.

“Initially, it was supposed to go to the police station, but since no one came to claim the body, and they could not find any information, they had sent it to the funeral parlor and it was supposed to get cremated.”

Olivia pursed her lips. She got out of the car with a grave expression.

Uncle Wallace’s body had been in the river for such a long time. He must be so cold and in so much pain.

The kind, loving face of Uncle Wallace appeared in Olivia’s mind, and the last phone conversation they had started playing in her head. If only…

Olivia clenched her fist tight, bit her lips, and tried her best to not tear, but her tears

were uncontrollable.

Zac saw how much Olivia was in distress and knew that she was hurting inside. He asked her gently, “His body had been in the water for too long, causing it to be extremely bloated and beyond the means of recognition. Are you sure you want to see it?”

Zac was a lawyer. Even if he was not often involved in criminal cases, he had seen his fair share of disfigured corpses, especially those that had been in the water. They were almost like bloated buns, and it was usually hard for ordinary people to accept

what they saw.

Olivia swallowed her saliva and nodded. “Yes. I need to see it for myself if that’s really Uncle Wallace.”

Uncle Wallace was injured. Olivia remembered how Uncle Wallace was lying in a pool of blood back in the West York Village. There were knife wounds on him.

She could not let Uncle Wallace disappear without a trace. She could not let him die

without a cause just like that.

However, every step she took in the direction of the parlor was abnormally heavy.

Zac brought Olivia into the funeral parlor and headed towards the innermost room. The staff there pulled out a fridge and there was something underneath the white cloth on the drawer he pulled out.

“This is the one, Mr. Quinton.”

Zac nodded. “Okay, please excuse us.”

“Okay.”