Look, who says one can't sleep well if he does something bad? In this world, there was no bad guy who would feel guilty or uncomfortable. Just like Luna and Olivia Pearson, they only hated that they had not completely killed those they hated. They were never unable to sleep at night. Instead, they would think that the dead deserved it. Indeed, they felt at ease.
The next day.
In the Gibson family's office.
Hank Gibson handed me the video recorded last night and said, "What are you going to do next?"
Looking at the scenes I had experienced in the video, I felt a dull pain. And my whole body filled with hatred. I looked at Hank Gibson and said, "Help me make an appointment with Leo Kennedy."
He frowned. "Why do you want to see him?"
I turned off the video and said lightly, "He's a computer master. He wants to show to Olivia Pearson silently. He's the only one I know. Besides, if he sees this video, with his feelings for me, it's impossible for him and the Lewis family to live peacefully."
He frowned and looked pale. "Clara Kennedy, you've changed. You are unscrupulous."
I looked up at him, amused. "You mean I used Leo Kennedy's feelings for me?"
He frowned and looked gloomy. Knowing that he was unhappy, I said, "Hank Gibson, didn't you notice that? I'm also taking advantage of your feelings for me to take revenge."
He sighed and said, "I know you feel uncomfortable, but..."
"Are you still willing to help me?" I said and didn't want to hear what he said next. I also have kindness, but I won't reconcile. I can't let go of my past by myself. And I'm not a saint. If others give me a knife, I will put my palms together to help him transcend.
After a long time, he nodded and looked at me. "I'll help you whatever you want to do. I'm willing to do these things, but I hope you won't regret it in the future."
Regret?
I chuckled softly, tears welling up in my eyes. "I never thought that I would regret taking advantage of you to deal with the Lewis family. But I think I'll regret it one day. But I'm weak now. Except for you, I can't think of anyone else who can help me."
He sighed slightly and said no more.
In the afternoon!
In the coffee shop.
After not seeing Leo Kennedy for two months, he seemed to be a little haggard. After seeing me, he seemed to feel very distressed and guilty.
Seeing that I didn't speak for a long time, he, who had always been cold and arrogant, said, "Clara Kennedy, I rushed over after you called me that night, but when I arrived, there was only a car being burned to ashes. I came late. I blamed myself for not being able to move faster in the past two months. What happened that night? Why did something happen to the child?"
The matter had been buried in my heart for a long time, and then it calmed down. After the pain, it became hatred.
I said calmly, "I can't repeat what happened that night again, because every time I repeat it, it hurts so much that I can't breathe. Hank Gibson found a camera in the warehouse and recorded what happened that night. Look at it."
I gave him the phone and clicked on the video for him to watch.
Looking at his more gloomy and terrible face and uncontrollable anger, the veins on his hand, which was holding the mobile phone, twitched, and the blood vessels on his forehead were clearly visible due to anger.
After a long time, he looked up at me with some tears in his eyes. "Who did it?"
I lowered my head but couldn't control my tears. I looked up at him and didn't cry, but my tears flowed down uncontrollably. "Luna, the Lewis family!"
"Bang!" His phone fell to the ground, which shocked everyone in the cafe.
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