NovelEnglishChapter 711 As if He Didn't Even Exist When Emelie heard this, her thoughts, which had been deeply engrossed in the case, paused momentarily. Had William returned to Capebatt City? Just three days ago, he was coughing up blood, looking like he could be rushed to the emergency room at any moment.
Could he have recovered so quickly? Was he able to fly back from Borealis City to Capebatt City already? The officer quickly got up and left, leaving Emelie alone in the interrogation room.
She closed her eyes and continued to ponder over the situation.
She was sure that Frank hadn't died from the blow that she had delivered.
After all, the skull was the hardest part of the human body. Even though the back of the head was relatively more vulnerable, she wasn't a professional killer. There was no way that she could have hit him with such precision and force.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven if Frank had really died at her hands, wouldn't that be considered self-defense, given the circumstances? Self-defense was not a crime.
Not long after, maybe just 15 minutes later, the officer returned. "Ms. Hoven, you're free to leave the station." Emelie finally opened her eyes. She was surprised.
She had thought that with such solid evidence against her, she would have to spend at least 24 hours in the station.
The officer added, "But until the case is fully resolved, you're not allowed to leave Capebatt City," Emelie stood up from the small couch and asked, "Was it William who bailedout?" The officer nodded, and Emelie smirked. She then walked out of the interrogation room and left the police station.
William's car was parked in the courtyard. A thin layer of snow had fallen and dusted the car's roof with white. When William saw her cout, he opened the car door and got out.
Emelie stood on the steps while keeping a distance of about ten feet from him. A streetlight beside him cast his shadow on the ground.
Emelie looked him over from head to toe. William was wearing a heavy down jacket, making it hard to tell if he had gained or lost weight, but his posture was still as upright as ever. His complexion seemed slightly better than it had been in the Borealis City's hospital.
Unexpectedly, Patricia was with him.
Emelie put her hands in her pockets and leisurely walked down the steps. She stepped on his shadow as she approached him. "Weren't you hospitalized in Borealis City?" William observed her. Seeing that she was still neatly dressed and calm, he figured that she hadn't suffered much. Still, he asked, "Are you alright? Did they give you any trouble? "Are you hungry or cold? I passed by a stall selling sweet potatoes and had Ashton buy some. She should be back soon. You can eat them in the car to warm up." "I'm not hungry." Emelie didn't stop walking. She walked by him as she said, "I'll have my secretary transfer the bail money to you." She was so indifferent that it was as if William didn't even exist. Patricia, who had always had a good relationship with William as his cousin, was furious at this. "Ms. Hoven, what kind of attitude is this?" Only then did Emelie stop and turn to look at her. "Ms. Wade, what kind of attitude do you think I should have? And by the way, you got my nwrong. You should be callingMs. Pierce." Patricia, who was still fond of wearing red, was in a red plaid sweater dress, and her temper flared like a blooming rose.
"William had just gotten off the plane in the middle of the night and had personally cto bail you out, but you can't even say thank you?" Emelie complied and said, "Oh, well, thank you then?" However, her casual, carefree attitude only made Patricia angrier.
Emelie asked, "Can I leave now?" Patricia was fuming with rage. "You...." "Patricia," William called out her name.
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Patricia gritted her teeth. Meanwhile, William didn't try to stop Emeliem "Ashton's back. She can drive you home. It's hard to get a taxi around here." Emelie gave him a cold smile. "I'll pay for the ride and Ms. Jones' overtime." Patricia thought that Emelie had really changed. She was no longer the quiet, humble Emelie that she once knew.
"Emelie, I know your status is different now, and money isn't am issue for you, but do you really have to keep bringing up money? Do you think we care about that?" All Emelie gave her was a smile.
When she turned around, she saw Ashton coming back with a bag of sweet potatoes.
She weighed her options for a moment, then changed her mind and turned back to William." It's a virtue not to waste food. I guess I'll eat the sweet potatoes."
William noticed her expression and understood that she had something to ask him which was why she was willing to stay a bit longer. Whatever the reason was for her to stay, he was happy to oblige.
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