Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace - Chapter 101

Chapter 101: CHAPTER 101 Chapter 101: CHAPTER 101 Zion glanced at his colleagues with a complex expression and said, “Sorry… It’s not our team’s investigation now, so… I can’t say much.” Deep down, I sensed that there must have been some internal reorganization among them since Zion hadn’t found the real culprit yet.

Hence, the case remained unresolved.

“Zion… Please reach out to Dexter for me.

He’ll be worried if I don’t come home.

Just let me speak with him, I’m begging you,” I said, looking at Zion anxiously.

Zion was about to speak when Phil interrupted.

“Officer Landon is under investigation too, so don’t further drag him into the mess,” Phil whispered to me.

I glanced at Zion in shock.

Why was he being investigated too?

“Officer Landon… got reported,” Phil muttered.

I drew in a deep breath.

The convergence of all these events at this particular moment was definitely not a coincidence.

It appeared as if nothing was connected, but somehow, it all fit together perfectly.

So, I was taken away for questioning.

I knew that Dexter would surely lose his composure and go off the rails.

After all, he was and once he lost control of himself, Martin would take advantage of the situation by spreading rumors.

all alone now, And in the end, people would only believe what they wanted to believe.

What’s more, if Damien got out of jail and learned that his mother had been hit by a car, he’d surely unleash his fury out on Dexter.

“I have the right to call my lawyer.

You can’t just take me away like this.” I said, still wanting to contact Dexter.

At least then, I could give him some assurance and keep him calm.

Zion glanced at his colleagues with a complex expression and said, “Sorry… It’s not our team’s investigation now, so… I can’t say much.” Deep down, I sensed that there must have been some internal reorganization among them since Zion hadn’t found the real culprit yet.

Hence, the case remained unresolved.

“Zion… Please reach out to Dexter for me.

He’ll be worried if I don’t come home.

Just let me speak with him, I’m begging you,” I said, looking at Zion anxiously.

Zion was about to speak when Phil interrupted.

“Officer Landon is under investigation too, so don’t further drag him into the mess,” Phil whispered to me.

I glanced at Zion in shock.

Why was he being investigated too?

“Officer Landon… got reported,” Phil muttered.

I drew in a deep breath.

The convergence of all these events at this particular moment was definitely not a coincidence.

It appeared as if nothing was connected, but somehow, it all fit together perfectly.

So, I was taken away for questioning.

I knew that Dexter would surely lose his composure and go off the rails.

After all, he was all alone now, and once he lost control of himself, Martin would take advantage of the situation by spreading rumors.

And in the end, people would only believe what they wanted to believe.

What’s more,if Damien got out of jail and learned that his mother had been hit by a car, he’d surely unleash his fury out on Dexter.

“I have the right to call my lawyer.

You can’t just take me away like this.” I said, still wanting to contact Dexter.

At least then, I could give him some assurance and keep him calm.

But the cops didn’t offer me that opportunity, “We didn’t come to nab you without evidence, so you better play along,” So, I decided to go along with the investigation for now.

After all, I had no idea what the cops had dug up.

And I was pretty clueless about Sofia’s secrets too, I rubbed my temples, feeling helpless and frustrated, What on earth had Sofia done?

I wasn’t sure when the car arrived at the police station, but time flew by as the cops grilled me all night, asking me why I had Cyrus kill Juliet.

“I really don’t know what you’re talking about.” I was genuinely puzzled.

“Cyrus spilled the beans.

He claimed that you were backing them up and had told him to kill Juliet.

He said that if he did so, you promised to cover Jean’s medical bills,” the cops said in a chilling tone, trying to pressure me.

I was startled.

Did Cyrus really say that?

Did Sofia really do that?

“No way…” I shook my head.

“I couldn’t have told Cyrus to go to the hospital to hurt Juliet.” This, I was certain about.

Since I got reincarnated, I hadn’t reached out to Cyrus at all.

So, it couldn’t have been me.

“You better spill the beans!” The cops slammed several photos on the table in front of me.

“These are the photos of you helping them out, buying them food, and taking Jean to the hospital.

Let’s see you try to talk your way out of this.” “I was just helping them out.

What’s wrong with that?

What evidence do you have to prove that I instructed them?

I won’t confess just because of someone else’s words.” I tried to remain calm.

“Sophia, I suggest you not to mess around.

Come clean, work with our investigation, and try to get a fair deal.” “I didn’t tell Cyrus to kill Juliet.

It’s a misunderstanding.” Just then, before the cops could say more, another officer entered and whispered something to the officer questioning me.

The interrogating officer then gave me a deep look before walking out.

Now, I was alone in the interrogation room, and my head was pounding.

What if Dexter couldn’t wait until I got back?

Would he lose it?

He did seem really set on waiting for me.

I wasn’t sure if Zion had told Dexter about me.

But if he didn’t, then Dexter was probably still waiting for me.

And just like that, I spent the night at the police station.

The interrogators couldn’t get any evidence out of me, so they stopped asking questions as well.

Then, I slouched in the chair and dozed off.

When I woke up, a female officer said that I could leave.

“You’re done questioning me?” I asked, puzzled.

But the female officer simply ignored me.

As I left the police station, I saw Zion leaning against the car, as if he were waiting for me.

“Cyrus spilled the beans.

He said Carol Kent told him to kill Juliet,” Zion said grimly.

I felt a sudden panic.

“Who’s Carol Kent?” “Simeon’s sister,” Zion replied in a low voice.

I stared at Zion in shock.

Simeon’s sister?

“Don’t you think… it’s all too much of a coincidence?” I asked.

I get picked up by the cops, and then Cyrus confesses?

“I looked into it.

Simeon was abandoned as a kid and wound up in the orphanage with Carol.

Carol’s got mental disabilities.

How in the world could she tell Cyrus to kill Juliet?” “There’s definitely someone backing Carol up.” Zion nodded.

“But you’re not totally in the clear yet either, so better not wander around too much for now.” I stayed silent, watching as Ewan parked the car by the roadside.

“Mrs.

Black, let’s go home.” Ewan opened the car door for me.

I got into the car and looked at Zion with mixed feelings.

In response, Zion simply waved at me.

“Mr.

Bart… Lately, I’ve been feeling like someone’s been keeping tabs on me behind my back, even during the police investigation.

There’s got to be someone pulling the strings, don’t you think?” I inquired.

“I’m not really sure, Mrs.

Black.” Ewan chose to not be truthful.

He refused to admit anything, and I felt powerless.

There was surely someone watching out for me behind my back.

Otherwise, how else could I have managed to get released so quickly despite being under investigation?

I couldn’t believe it was just luck.

“Did anything happen when Dexter realized that I wouldn’t come home last night?” I expressed my concern.

“Mr.

Black… has been waiting for you,” Ewan replied as he drove the car.

As we entered the neighborhood, I spotted Dexter from a distance.

He stood by the door, appearing lonely.

“He… waited for me all night?” I asked softly.

Ewan nodded.

“We couldn’t convince him otherwise.” I stepped out of the car.

I saw that Dexter’s eyes were red, so he probably hadn’t slept all night.

In fact, he’d probably just stood here waiting for me.

“Sophia…” He rushed forward and enveloped me in his arms as soon as I stepped out of the car.

Although his voice remained hoarse and choked, his grasp was firm and powerful as he held onto me.

He held me close, as if he feared that I wouldn’t return.

Then, he tightly cradled my head.

“I’m okay…” I raised my hand and gave Dexter a comforting pat on his back, “No one… can snatch you away from me again,” he said in a low voice, sending shivers down my spine.

“Dexter… Cyrus claimed that Carol told him to kill Juliet, but isn’t Carol mentally disabled?” I whispered, feeling increasingly uneasy, “Yeah, she has intellectual disabilities.” Dexter nodded, “If Simeon was really behind all this, would he drag Carol into it too?” I asked.

I couldn’t figure it out anymore.

The two individuals with the most compelling motives were Dexter and Simeon.

But Simeon was supposedly deceased.

And even if it was a staged death, he wouldn’t have done anything that would implicate Carol.

Could it really have been as Zion suggested?

Was Dexter potentially the mastermind behind it all?

Dexter looked at me with a serious expression before finally speaking, “Sophia, are you hungry?

Let’s head home for some food.” He took my hand and guided me back.

As I stared at Dexter’s back, my mind was in disarray.

“Dexter Black!” Suddenly, a car screeched to a halt behind us.

Then, Dax stepped out and angrily glared at Dexter.

“You got my dad arrested by the cops, didn’t you?” he asked.

Dexter was bewildered and taking cover behind me.

“Sophia… I have no idea what he’s talking about.” “From what I know, Mr.

Black Senior is suspected of multiple illegal activities, and the evidence is solid.” “And given Mr.

Black Senior’s age, I suggest you go home and figure out a solution instead of pointing fingers here,” Ewan said sternly.

Dax angrily glared at Ewan and Dexter.

“It was you!” “Sophia… He’s being really aggressive,” Dexter said from behind me, his gaze still fixed on Dax.

“Why do you think that it was Dexter, Mr.

Dax?” I furrowed my brows and asked.

“Hmph, you stepped into the police station, and my dad’s already in trouble.

Isn’t it obvious?” Dax pointed angrily at Dexter.

“I can see through him now.

He’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing!” “I ended up at the police station because of you?” I cautiously looked at Dax.

However, Dax snorted and remained silent.

Clearly, he was related to these series of events too.

Meanwhile, Dexter stood tall as he protectively wrapped me in his arms.

He gave Dax a cold stare.

“Touch my people, and you’re finished.”