Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman's Indifferent Sinner Wife

Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 185

Chapter 185

Zyla blocked in front of Olivia and asked, “What makes you think you can arrest her just like that?”

“The evidence, of course. Don’t you see the arrest warrant? Step away, miss, or I’l charge you with obstruction of justice.” Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Zyla wanted to argue, but Olivia forced herself to sit up and said, “I’ll go with you.”

“Sis Liv, your body…”

“Zyla, contact Mr. Quinton.”

Olivia’s face was pale. Her body swayed when she stood up, as though she would faint at any moment. Even the police officer could not bear to see her in such a state.

“Miss, you are allowed to accompany Ms. Larson to the police station.”

“Thank you.”

Zyla quickly helped Olivia to stand up and said, “Be careful.”

Olivia was taken into the interrogation room at the police station, and Zyla contacted Zac.

In the command room outside the interrogation room, a policeman led a man with a wounded hand and asked, “Is it her?”

The man nodded and replied affirmatively, “Yes, that’s her! Ms. Larson, or should I call her Mrs. Freeman? Why would I not recognize her?”

“You saw her killing Wallace Simmons?”

“Yes, she was still in the hospital that day, but she asked me to meet in the West Village’s abandoned factory. She said it had been a long time since we met.”

The police officer looked at him doubtfully. “What’s your relationship with Ms. Larson?”

The man grinned. “What else could it be? That relationship, of course. Officer, I’m sure you know what I mean.”

The police officer frowned. “Then Wallace Simmons appeared, and Olivia Larson killed him?”

“That’s pretty much of it.”

Meanwhile, the policeman pushed a photo in front of Olivia in the interrogation room.

“Ms. Olivia, do you know this man?”

Olivia’s pupils constricted in shock when she saw the man in the photo. She opened her mouth but could not say a word.

How could she not know this man?

Dorothy used this man to frame her for cheating on John two years ago.

Two years later, the same man slandered her again, and John cut off his arms.

‘Is this man dead, too?”

She clasped her hands together and looked nervously at the police officer. “What’s wrong with this man?”

“He came to report that he saw you kill Wallace Simmons!”

“What? I didn’t… It’s not me!”

Olivia tried to defend herself. “Officer, Uncle Wallace is my former butler. He is like my grandfather. Why would I kill him?”

“What’s your relationship with Cole Zachary?”

“Who is Cole… Zachary?” Olivia asked in a puzzle.

The police officer frowned slightly and pointed at the man in the photo. “He is Cole Zachary. He claims to have slept with you while you were married. Is that true?”

“No! It’s not true!”

She bit her lips and knew what was happening.

It was Dorothy’s trap again.

They were all linked from the tip-off to the alleged revelation to Cole Zachary.

Suddenly, something flashed across her mind.

She had forgotten something else.

There was an interlude, and that was the van that sped toward her today.

‘Is that part of Dorothy’s plan?’

Dorothy wanted her dead, but Zyla came in time to rescue her. The plan did not work out. So… Dorothy came up with another plan of asking Cole to be the witness.

That must be it!

Olivia looked at the police officer with a look of grievance. “Officer, please believe in me. Someone framed me. I did not kill anyone!”

“Ms. Larson, I’m sorry, but we can’t trust you.”

Then, the police officer sighed. “Someone claimed they saw you meeting Wallace Simmons the day and time he was murdered.”