Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 679

Chapter 679 Maeve Changed Her Tune

"But she’s the mastermind behind my abduction! She’s a murderer and a criminal suspect! Why did you people let her go!?"

Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and felt a dizzy spell overcoming her.She had hoped that everything was finally coming to an end! The police officers exchanged glances.

"We've found no evidence of a crime after investigating Charli McKinsey."

"No, that’s impossible!"

Deirdre shouted hotly.

"I heard her voice! She was talking to me! We talked! She abducted me!"

"Miss McKinnon, your sight is compromised.We can’t just say who did it based on what you, and you alone, heard."

"But Maeve O’ Keefe was a witness too! She can corroborate with my testimony and prove that Charli is not innocent!"

"And this is what we’re here to inform you, Miss McKinnon.Maeve O’Keefe came to the police yesterday and admitted to fabricating her account.She had admitted to harboring some hatred toward Charli McKinsey and so created wrongful accusations against the latter.She was duly punished for her misdemeanor and was only released this morning."

Deirdre felt a deafening buzz in her brain.It knocked her off her feet, and she fell on her back.

How did this happen? How could Maeve change her tune just like that? Why!? Glenna, who had accompanied her, was frowning in sheer concern.

"Dee, hey! Are you okay?"

Deirdre tried her best to maintain composure and shook her head.

Shock and rage animated her shout, "I must see her! I need to talk to Maeve now! Where does she live!?"

"Our apologies, Miss McKinnon, but since Mrs.O’Keefe’s charged with slander, and you’re the one who will benefit the most from her fabrication, we need to practice caution and isolate the two of you.We can’t give you her address."

Deirdre clambered out of the police station, her mind as staggered as her footsteps.She breathed as hard as she could but found the air so frigid and hostile that it stung her lungs and bones.

Things had changed beyond recognition—and over such a drastic, unnatural length of time! It was as if someone was behind it, and if there was something she had to know, it was the truth! "Glenna!"

"I’m here!" the young woman answered immediately as she studied Deirdre with frantic concern.

"Lend me your phone for a call, please?"

Maeve must have blacklisted her number by this point, right? Besides, even if she did not, Deirdre doubted the older woman would answer her number.