Chapter 137

Larson family villa, Yannburgh. A police car pulled up outside the gate. Two officers stepped out, flashing an arrest warrant. "April? You're under suspicion of attempted murder. Please come with us." "W-what? This has to be a mistake! Murder? I don't know anything about that!" April turned pale, ducking behind Oliver like a frightened rabbit. But Oliver's face looked even worse than hers. "Officers, there must be some misunderstanding. My wife barely leaves the house. This doesn't make sense." "Mr. Larson, we'll need you to come with us too. It'll be easier to clear things up at the station." With that, one of the cops stepped forward and snapped cold metal handcuffs onto April. She froze until the chill bit into her wrists-then panic exploded all at once. "Oliver! Please, help me! Don't just stand there, our baby still needs me!" Oliver looked like he'd seen a ghost, and shook her off like she had the plague. "If you're innocent, the truth will come out. Begging me won't change anyth