Chapter 132 Public Crimes

Suddenly, Cole's face went cold as his gaze swept over the five people's faces, finally settling on Makenna's face, "Amber's horse is the most docile mare picked by the stable keeper, and by definition, it is impossible for it to suddenly go crazy, so I think there must be some murky reason in here." "Mr. Lyon, do you mean that someone did something to Miss Reed's horse?" Stella quickly reacted and asked with wide eyes. "It's not me." Logan was afraid of being suspected and was the first to shake his head and wave his hand in denial. Hayden sipped his tea calmly, "It's not me either." "It's not me." Stella also raised her hand. Cole looked at the last two people, "Then there is only Mr. Farrell and Miss Gardner, but Mr. Farrell saved her, certainly not the person who did the trick. So…" "So you suspect it's me?" Makenna clenched her fists, looking as if she was about to cry with grievance. Cole clapped his hands, "Looks like you're quite self-aware. Yes, I do suspect you. Of all