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<b>Chapter </b><b>73 </b>
Unlike Kim, Owen <b>stayed </b>so low–key it was like he didn’t exist until he made a name for himself in a major criminal defense case<b>, </b>sending Ha?c, the te patriarch, to prison, earning the title “Cold–Faced Judge.”
Since then, people no longer called him “Kim’s brother,” but “Mr. Show
Fryderyk wondered, ‘Are Owen and A close?‘
By the time Jackson pulled the car up, Owen had already left.
Fryderyk snapped back to reality, opened the rear door, and said, “Aher you.”
<b>Caleb’s </b>expression looked pretty sour, but Aria remained calm. She <b>said </b>softly, “Caleb, I’ll be back by tomorrow at thetest”
Caleb nodded.
If this was just <b>a </b>ploy to frame <b>Aria</b><b>, </b>Fryderyk wouldn’t need to risk offending the Saxons.
There had to be another agenda. Caleb chose to trust his sister.
Aria got
ot into the car. Fryderyk followed, sitting beside her. The car fell into heavy silence.
From the rearview mirror, Jackson kept sneaking nces, shocked at how calm <b>Aria </b><b>was </b>
An average person used of murder would at least show some shock, panic, <b>fear</b>, or worry. But Aria had none. She looked <b>as </b>calm as if she was just <b>going </b>home.
At first, <b>Jackson </b>
thought a fifteen–year–old girl couldn’t possibly kill a seasoned criminal. Now, he wasn’t so sure anymore.
Suddenly, Fryderyk asked, “You’re not worried about getting convicted?”
Aria leaned against the seat, her voice light. “I didn’t kill anyone. What’s there to worry about?”
They would interrogate her at the station anyway, so Fryderyk didn’t press further
<b>Over </b>at the Cole family, Daniel’s face was dark with rage as he red at the two people standing before him. His voice dripped with fury. “Why didn’t you discuss it with me before agreeing to Aria’swsuit?”
Liam replied, “Grandpa, Aria signed a prenuptial agreement. Our chances of winning are slim. There’s no poin dragging this out.”
<b>Daniel </b>was so furious he almost raised his hand to hit someone. Hannah quickly stepped in, “Grandpa, <b>Aria’s </b>been taken away by the police for murder!”
Daniel froze mid–swing. “What?”
Hannah exined what she had found out, carefully analyzing the situation. “If Aria snaps and starts airing everything–the prenup, the fact that <b>she </b>contributed to the Cole Group but still had her shares stolen–the public will only think we schemed against <b>her</b>.
<i>“</i>This would blow up and damage the Cole Group’s reputation. At this critical time, we <b>can’t </b>afford any more mistakes
Daniel slowly lowered his hand and motioned for her to continue.
Hannah went <b>on</b>, “Now someone’s used Aria of murder. Plus, there’s her embezzlement of 150 million dors. As long as we
Inside the interrogation room<b>, </b>the air was thick with tention.
Wearing his uniform, Fryderyk loisked sharp and cold, every inch professional. His game was probing, his entire presence ern
<b>This </b>was Fryderyk at work–not personal toward Aria.
Fryderyk asked, “Do you know why Leon tried to kill you??
Across from him, Aria nodded slightly. “I <b>know</b>.”
Jackson inmediately started taking notes. The scribbling of his pen echoed eerily in the empty room
Fryderyk waited for her exnation, but Aria stayed silent. He frowned and asked again, “Why did he want to kill you?”
Aria answered lightly, “He got paid.”
Fryderyk asked, “Who paid him?”
Aria smiled. “Officer, how would <b>I </b>know? You’ve been investigating me for so long and still haven’t <b>figured </b>that <b>out</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
“She knows we <b>have </b><b>been </b>investigating her?‘ Jackson’s breathing grew heavier, his shock too obvious.
Seeing this, Fryderyk shot Jackson a warning look..
“You’re saying you made enemies on your own and don’t even know who they are<b>?</b><b>” </b>Fryderyk kept questioning.
Aria thought for a moment before replying, “<b>I’ve </b>always been aw–abiding citizen. Haven’t made many enemies.”
After a short pause, Fryderyk asked, “Do you mind if <b>we </b><b>use </b>a polygraph?
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