My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 655

“Samuel, tell me, was it you or not? If you admit it right now, I can let this whole thing slide!”

After turning it over and over in his mind, Lionel concluded that Samuel was the most likely person with the opportunity to pull something like this.

He couldn't think of anyone else who would do such a thing.

After his accusation hung in the air, the living room fell into a dead silence once more.

Samuel simply rolled his eyes, leaned back into the couch, and couldn't even be bothered to explain himself.

Quennel’s brow furrowed, and he stared at Lionel in disbelief. He opened his mouth to say something, then shut it, letting out a long sigh before lapsing back into silence.

Hannah, after a moment of careful consideration, finally spoke. “You think Samuel did it. Then tell me, when exactly do you think he did it?”

Meanwhile, back at the Temple estate, Cherry, who was listening in, laughed so hard she rolled right off her bed and onto the floor.

“I can’t! I just can’t! This is killing me! How can anyone be this stupid?”

She reached up to wipe away tears of laughter.

[Cherry]: On one hand, you have to admit Lionel isn't a complete idiot for figuring out the name was changed. But on the other hand, he's a total moron for immediately suspecting you.

[Samuel]: Well, in a way, I was involved. I was the one who called the guy over.

[Cherry]: He could rack his brains forever and he’d never guess the three of us did it together.

After all, the truth was so absurd that Lionel would never have been able to figure it out.

His nonchalant, indifferent demeanor only made Lionel more annoyed and disgusted.

“Lionel, there’s something you might not know. After the courier gave the letter to the butler, the butler brought it straight to me.”

Hannah looked at him, deciding not to waste any more words. “I opened the envelope in front of Samuel. He never touched the letter. The moment I opened it, I saw your name.”

“According to your logic, the person who changed the letter would have to be the butler. But we checked the security footage. Not only was the courier different from last time, but the butler brought the letter to us the second he received it.”

Hearing this, Lionel’s face darkened, a growing sense of unease creeping over him.

“If what you’re saying is true, then the one who changed the letter… must have been the courier.”