Chapter 63 Pushing My Family to the Edge

Only one night had passed—how could everything be so different? It was as if my suspicion from yesterday had been confirmed! Someone must have been instructing Holly—telling her exactly what to say and how to act. I looked at her and asked, "Our company has dozens of employees, most of them women. How could you possibly identify me as Lydia Fairchild so precisely?" At my question, she froze. Her eyes dropped to the ground. After a long silence, she stammered, "You—you just have the face of a villain! Who else could it be?" I glanced at the police officer beside her and said with a faint, mocking smile, "Officer, this woman's talent is remarkable—she can spot a criminal just by appearance. Have you considered making her a special consultant?" "What are you trying to say?!" Holly exploded, leaping up and pointing at me. "You're the one who destroyed my husband! He was perfectly healthy—how could he die unless someone did something to him?!" The officer, seeing her finger jabbing at me, s