The Heath residence.
Charlotte walked around the house repeatedly, her long hair loose, her face ashen and disheveled.
Her mind had gone into a frenzy, her head was in turmoil and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Since last night, her clothes, hands, and even her hair were all stained with blood, which had dried up and turned brownish.
Eugene was watching her every inch of the way, restricting all her movements.
"I'll wash up in the bathroom. Stay out." Charlotte said with a bit of anger.
"No, Mr. Robertson said no one can touch the scene, and he has to come back to have a look." Eugene lazily glanced at Charlotte, who was in a state of disarray.
Usually, when he saw Charlotte, she was well-groomed and looked okay.
Today, however, this disheveled woman looked actually no different than those women he saw on the streets. It was hard to imagine she was even the daughter of the Heath family.
There was disdain in his eyes, no wonder Mr. Robertson put all his attention on Zora. Charlotte was not on the same level as Zora at all. Even he was attracted by Zora. Although Zora unloaded his gun and embarrassed him, she did have conquered him.
"The bathroom is full of blood. What's there to see?" Charlotte looked very agitated.
She tried to destroy all the traces, but Eugene was everywhere like a prison guard and she couldn't do anything.
Eugene did not answer her words, but in fact, his robust body had firmly blocked her path.
Charlotte was helpless.
"You at least have to let me take a shower? I haven't had a bath since last night. My body is dirty and greasy. It's unbearable."
"Wait a little longer." Eugene raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Mr. Robertson should be back soon. When Mr. Robertson comes back and agrees, you can take a shower."
Charlotte could not do anything about Eugene.
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