Eric was talking when a police officer suddenly ran in.
The officer looked inexplicably excited.
“Deputy Chief, a good Samaritan noticed that something was off with Cindy Yeager, so he picked her up and sent her straight to our police station. We don’t need to use any effort to look for her.”
The deputy chief was stunned, and his spirits lifted.
“Where is she?”
“Outside. Our colleagues have brought her here…”
As he said that, Cindy was restrained and cuffed by two other officers.
Cindy’s mind was muddled, but she still knew where she was.
She struggled with all her might.
“Let go of me! Why are you arresting me?”
She yelled but to no avail.
Cindy felt aggrieved. She thought that God was really unfair!
She still got caught.
What was going on?
Was it that driver?
Or was it Clayton?
What part of her plan went wrong?
Cindy’s mind was a mess at this moment.
However, she knew that she could just refuse to admit it. Yes, she would just say that it was an ordinary accident...
After all, the truck driver was the one who caused the death of the people in the Bentley.
Cindy already bribed the truck driver.
When she was struggling to break free from her restraints, she accidentally fell to the ground.
She sobered up because of the pain.
Her drowsiness also dissipated.
Someone shouted, “Hurry up and arrest her! She’s the main suspect!”
The officers behind Cindy pulled her up forcefully.
The moment she stood up, she saw a man standing there not far away.
She was instantly shocked.
Was Eric not dead?
How was that possible?
Cindy saw Eric in that Bentley.
She saw with her own eyes when the large truck smashed into his car.
Eric deserved to die!
However, Eric was still standing here alive and well. His eyes were stern, indifferent, and mocking.
It was as if he was mocking how ridiculously her plans failed.
That condescending indifference made Cindy feel powerless and frightened.
She felt like her throat was being strangled by something invisible that slowly tightened and took away her air little by little.
Somehow, she felt a biting cold.
Cindy stared at Eric in disbelief and shock.
Even his driver, who was beside him, looked so decent and clean.
Cindy was the only one who looked wretched.
She could hardly say a word, and her legs were shaking uncontrollably.
It should not turn out like this.
How was Eric not dead?
The police escorted Cindy forward, passing Eric and the driver.
Cindy suddenly woke up.
She looked back and knew it was not a dream.
Her heart instantly turned cold.
“Eric, why are you here? Why didn’t you die? You should’ve died!”
Cindy could not help but yell at Eric.
Eric twitched the corner of his mouth with a bit of ridicule.
He looked at her disdainfully and did not say a word.
An old police officer on the opposite side said, “You should be thankful that Mr. Ferguson and his driver got out of the car early because of an emergency. There was no one in the car at the time. Otherwise, if something happened to them, you wouldn’t be able to get away with it.”
His words were like a heavy blow to Cindy’s head, which bloodied it.
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