Facade of Love

Chapter 35 Do You Hate Me?

My heart skipped a beat. This matter was initially just about the murder of the CFO of Scott Corporation, but if the reporters caught me and Idris together, it would not be a simple murder case anymore. It would become a conspiracy involving both Scott Corporation and Young Corporation. After all, netizens‘ imaginations could be terrifying

The death of a CFO with the heirs of two major companies on–site would make for news much more sensational than a simple

murder case.

With this in mind, I tried to avoid the reporters and leave with Idris.

However, before I could take a step away, a man’s voice came from outside, “What’s going on here? Why is everyone gathered at my doorstep? What’s the fuss?”

After this voice pierced through the chaos, a middle–aged man squeezed in from the outside, carrying a briefcase.

It was Benett.

I recognized him. After all, he was the CFO of Scott Corporation.

Seeing him enter, the police approached to inquire. It did not take long to understand the whole story had all been made up by Sophia

Benett turned his gaze to Sophia and raised his voice. “What the hell is going on here?! Sophia, are you tired of living? You claim you’ve killed me and even called the police over?!”

Upon seeing him, Sophia looked a bit dazed but not panicked. Instead, she merely asked, “You’re back? Have you eaten? Are you hungry?”

to my knees. How could the person who was just speaking

left me

police were

glared at Sophia, talked to the officers, and indicated that he was

wild goose chase. However, since it was a false alarm, they did not make a big deal out of it and only warned Sophia not to make false reports again They then brought up the incident of Sophia wounding someone in the cafe. Hearing about Sophia’s assault, Benett agitated. When he saw me and Idris, he paused and then hurriedly

got a bit

start. He took the opportunity to excuse himself and let the police go. After the police left, Benett said to me, “Ms. Scott, I’m truly sorry for this farce, and thank you for bringing my

Why did she come to me with that story

“No need to be polite, but since you’re fine, you should find some time to take your wife for

Benett agreed repeatedly.

this, Idris and I prepared to

of nowhere, “Scott Corporation… Scott Corporation is going to be in

spouting nonsense,” Benett scolded, his voice already showing signs of agitation. Seeing me

Ms. Scott. Please don’t

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had stretched out

the car, noticing that I was not speaking, Idris glanced at me. His voice was low and restrained. “What are

the bloodstained bandage on his hand, I remembered he was injured:

eyebrow and said calmly, “It’s not affecting me, and we’re