Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 1429

Chapter 1429: A Revenge Fueled by Emotions

Daphne Wells was only able to stand with the support of two police officers, her legs possibly broken. Someone held an umbrella for them now, but their bodies were already soaked through and chilled to the bone. Daphne seemed to lose her senses, becoming somewhat wooden, and she vaguely saw a pair of leather shoes.

"What's your name?" Ivan Marsh's features were lined with cold hardness, his voice low.

Daphne Wells hung her head, struggling to breathe, and did not answer. Ivan Marsh observed that the woman hadn't been beaten into complete unconsciousness and should have heard his question.

"Mr. Marsh, her name is Daphne Wells," one of the police officers answered.

Ivan Marsh stared at Daphne Wells, his eyes icy as frost. "Is that true?"

Daphne Wells didn't have the strength to look up at his face, but she saw his leather shoes and sensed his presence from his voice. This man was probably Ivan Marsh, right? She knew she couldn't escape, as killing Claire meant offending countless people. She had investigated Claire's background: her brother was Finnley, the special assistant to the president of the Marsh Group, and Finnley had a close relationship with Mr. and Mrs. Marsh in private...

Ivan Marsh's jaw tightened slightly, revealing impatience, along with an innate arrogance and nobility.

Just as Ivan Marsh thought Daphne Wells wouldn't answer and that he wouldn't get anything out of her, she smiled. "Yes." Her voice was still weak, but she clearly admitted it.

Ivan Marsh's handsome brows furrowed in coldness, staring at her coldly.

Supported by the two police officers, Daphne Wells mustered all her strength to lift her head, and the man's masterfully crafted stern face went from blurry to clear in her vision.

Ivan Marsh was surprised by her swollen, bruised face, her mouth stained with blood, and her nose and cheeks so swollen that it was impossible to tell what she had originally looked like.

"It's true," Daphne Wells wanted to smile triumphantly, but the pain in her lips stopped her. "I hated her." Her speech was unclear due to her injured mouth and missing teeth.