Chapter 297
Lucas sat upright, crossed his fingers, and put them on the knee of his crossed legs. This was a signal that he was going to be
serious from that moment onward. “Before answering that, may I ask you a few questions, Miss Corinne?” he asked at a leisurely
pace.
“Of course.”
“Two nights ago, were you at the embankment around Yonde River?”
“I was.” A nod from Corinne.
“And why were you there? Were you perhaps feeling down and wanted to get some fresh air?”
“What does my feeling have to do with the case?” Here, Corinne’s eyebrows furrowed.
Something flashed across Lucas‘ eyes. “Trust me, it does. Miss Corinne, please don’t try to avoid the question, and just answer it
as truthfully as you can.”
Corinne tried to recall her emotions from that night. It was so complicated, she did not know how to explain herself.
“I was feeling bored and wanted a change of pace, so I went there.”
Lucas smiled. “Anya returned from abroad two nights ago. Your husband, Jeremy Holden, specially prepared a sea of flowers at
the Lunar Century Manor to welcome her back. Now, that in itself wasn’t weird at all since they were old friends. However, you
happened to pass by and saw the whole thing, am I right?”
Jeremy’s pupils became pinpoints, and his lips froze on the straw as he looked at how Corinne was going to react.
Corinne recalled the sea of pink tulips in the Lunar Century Manor that night and also how Anya jumped out of a giant gift box
before rushing toward Jeremy’s embrace. Instinctively, a frown appeared on her face, and she became quiet.
“Cat got your tongue, Miss Corinne? Or perhaps you don’t want to admit you’ve witnessed the romantic gesture your husband
had prepared for another woman?” Lucas‘ tone was gentle, but his question was not.
Corinne could feel that, apart from Lucas, there was another man staring at her with sharp, probing eyes. She tried to collect her
thoughts, and she then turned to calmly look at Lucas.
“Yes, you’re right. I did happen to be at Lunar Century Manor that night and saw what you described. But so what?”
Lucas put away his cordial smile and suddenly stood up. “So from that night onward, you saw Anya as your enemy because you
were jealous of her. Thus, you decided to hire somebody to take revenge on her. That was why you were at Yonde River! You
were meeting up with the perpetrator and gave him fifteen thousand dollars for his service! Subsequently, you told the
perpetrator of Anya’s location when she had been hospitalized so that he could come to the hospital to commit the heinous crime
against Anya! Am I right so far?”
Corinne was a little taken aback, and the corner of her mouth twitched a little. “No, you’re wrong. I don’t have the time or the
money to carry out such a plan. Besides, I have never met up with Chris Tate before! Mister Lucas, this won’t be a confrontation
if you can’t show any other evidence. In fact, what you’re doing is akin to forcing an involuntary confession out of me!”
“Now, now, Miss Corinne. We’re just getting to the good part.
Lucas raised his hand, and his personal secretary immediately passed him a mobile phone.
“Do you recall the female influencer who parked her car on the tactile paving located on the Yonde River’s embankment? Well,
she was doing a live broadcast and happened to accidentally record your meeting with the perpetrator. That video is stored in
this very mobile phone, and now, the truth will be revealed!”