Falling For My Ex's Uncle - Chapter 258: Chapter 258
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I stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what to do. I stared blankly at the sinister photo on my phone.
I was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. At the same time, I suppressed the dissatisfaction and anger in my heart, but my lips curled into a mocking smile.
I asked Sophina to bring me to the police station to report the case and then informed the media.
When I walked out of the police station, it was already dark outside.
Just as the media wanted to interview me, Alex rushed over with Helena.
"Laurel, it really wasn't me." Helena walked in front of me and looked at me with tears in her eyes.
"What's not you?" I looked with interest at the woman with red-rimmed eyes.
There was a hint of forbearance on Helena's pale face. She said softly, "I didn't send the threatening picture."
I smiled teasingly. "Oh, really? Then I didn't cause your mother's death. Why would you want me to pay in blood?"
Alex, who was standing behind Helena, looked at me with a deep gaze. A cold glint flashed across his deep eyes before he quickly walked to my side and said in a low voice, "Didn't I tell you not to call the police?"
I had almost forgotten that on the way to the police, I had asked Lawrence to inform Alex.
Unexpectedly, he told me not to call the police and even said that he would investigate this matter.
In fact, he knew very well that I had received a threatening message the moment Jessica died. Even if Helena did not do it herself, she had sent me a message through someone else's hand just to scare me.
I looked up and met Alex's eyes. There was a sly smile in my eyes. "I didn't come to the police station just to report a case. I came to provide clues."
"Miss Parks, do you know who sent you the message?" A reporter placed the microphone in front of me and said sharply, "Aren't you afraid that they will threaten you again?"
In just a few hours, the suicide case of Jessica had already caused a commotion in the entire Nifelheim City.
Not only because of her special identity but more importantly, this matter also implicated the Reynolds family and the Herrera family. But I was the one who was being cyberlly attacked.
"Mrs. Herrera, someone on the Internet said that you exposed Jessica's fake death. Now that she's really dead, do you think you're responsible? Are you guilty?" One of the reporters asked sharply.
I glanced at her indifferently and chuckled. "Then if you ask me this question now, in case something happens to me, will you be responsible? Shouldn't you feel guilty too? If you want to feel guilty, won't you feel more guilty than me?"
The originally noisy surroundings suddenly fell silent. Many reporters glanced sideways at the reporter who had just asked the question. Their eyes were filled with disgust and disdain.
This was clearly a slap in the face. If there was no explosive gossip, there would be no viewers.
"Then are you admitting that you were the one who exposed Jessica's fake identity? That the photos of Miss Cole and Alex in the hospital were also your masterpiece?"
Hearing the reporter's aggressive attitude, I still looked calm. "Yes. What's wrong? Is there a problem?" I sighed and looked at Helena coldly.
Helena pursed her lips and looked at me with a dark expression. She said in a low voice, "Laurel, I know it's all my fault. I should have kept a distance from Alex. You can vent all your anger on me, but you... How could you make my mother completely lose her hopes for life?"
I slapped Helena's face, which made the surroundings fell silent. "You said that I can vent all my anger on you."
Then I slapped her again. She looked at me in disbelief, as if she didn't expect me to slap her in front of so many reporters.
I looked at Helena with a smile. "I'm angry at you. On our wedding day, you hugged my husband. I originally wanted to turn a blind eye. It's nothing for a man to have a canary outside, but what's the point of showing off in front of me?"
As soon as I finished speaking, the reporters were shocked. Then, their faces were filled with excitement.
At this moment, no one dared to ask any more questions. They seemed to be frightened by my two slaps.
Before Helena could react, I continued, "I had sympathized with you because you looked sickly. But I've realized that everything was fake. Of course, if someone was willing to be deceived, I could pretend not to see it.
"But what about you? You're pretending to be sick and insulted. You want my husband to accompany you in the middle of the night. You have to choose the right time to make your presence known, right? Do you think that I, Mrs. Herrera, am deaf and blind?"
Helena frowned and denied it. "No, I didn't."
Her eyes were filled with grief, indignation, and dissatisfaction. She looked heartbroken and helpless.
Too lazy to continue arguing with Helena, I smiled at the camera with a calm expression. "I've never been afraid of any threat. Moreover, I'm here at the police station to provide the police with clues about Ms. Baker's death."
As soon as I finished speaking, the surroundings were filled with whispers. "What do you mean? Didn't Jessica commit suicide?"
"Jessica doesn't look like someone who would commit suicide easily."
"That's not necessarily true. Her hope was shattered. She originally hoped that her child would be able to occupy a spot in the Cole family. In the end, after planning for so long, she ended up with nothing."
"I think she was completely desperate. That's why she chose to kill herself."
"Could it be another fake death?"
One of the reporters, who looked familiar, handed the microphone in his hand to me. He seemed to have summoned up a lot of courage before asking, "Mrs. Herrera, do you mean that Jessica's death wasn't a suicide but a murder?"
"I've given the police all the clues I can. I believe the police will give the corresponding answer as soon as possible." With that, I smiled at Helena.
"Miss Cole, do you think I destroyed your mother's hope and caused her death? Did I send someone to beat her up? When you occupied my things, did you think about my feelings? Now that your mother is suddenly dead, you know about my existence?" I sighed softly and said slowly, "Why would a mother who can transfer her assets overseas choose to commit suicide?"
Hearing my words, Helena was stunned on the spot. A trace of doubt flashed in her eyes. After a long silence, she said with tears in her eyes, "You... What do you mean? Did someone kill my mother?"
I leaned close to Helena's ear and said word by word, "If you don't want people to know, don't do it. If you want to act, I'll accompany you!"
I was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. At the same time, I suppressed the dissatisfaction and anger in my heart, but my lips curled into a mocking smile.
I asked Sophina to bring me to the police station to report the case and then informed the media.
When I walked out of the police station, it was already dark outside.
Just as the media wanted to interview me, Alex rushed over with Helena.
"Laurel, it really wasn't me." Helena walked in front of me and looked at me with tears in her eyes.
"What's not you?" I looked with interest at the woman with red-rimmed eyes.
There was a hint of forbearance on Helena's pale face. She said softly, "I didn't send the threatening picture."
I smiled teasingly. "Oh, really? Then I didn't cause your mother's death. Why would you want me to pay in blood?"
Alex, who was standing behind Helena, looked at me with a deep gaze. A cold glint flashed across his deep eyes before he quickly walked to my side and said in a low voice, "Didn't I tell you not to call the police?"
I had almost forgotten that on the way to the police, I had asked Lawrence to inform Alex.
Unexpectedly, he told me not to call the police and even said that he would investigate this matter.
In fact, he knew very well that I had received a threatening message the moment Jessica died. Even if Helena did not do it herself, she had sent me a message through someone else's hand just to scare me.
I looked up and met Alex's eyes. There was a sly smile in my eyes. "I didn't come to the police station just to report a case. I came to provide clues."
"Miss Parks, do you know who sent you the message?" A reporter placed the microphone in front of me and said sharply, "Aren't you afraid that they will threaten you again?"
In just a few hours, the suicide case of Jessica had already caused a commotion in the entire Nifelheim City.
Not only because of her special identity but more importantly, this matter also implicated the Reynolds family and the Herrera family. But I was the one who was being cyberlly attacked.
"Mrs. Herrera, someone on the Internet said that you exposed Jessica's fake death. Now that she's really dead, do you think you're responsible? Are you guilty?" One of the reporters asked sharply.
I glanced at her indifferently and chuckled. "Then if you ask me this question now, in case something happens to me, will you be responsible? Shouldn't you feel guilty too? If you want to feel guilty, won't you feel more guilty than me?"
The originally noisy surroundings suddenly fell silent. Many reporters glanced sideways at the reporter who had just asked the question. Their eyes were filled with disgust and disdain.
This was clearly a slap in the face. If there was no explosive gossip, there would be no viewers.
"Then are you admitting that you were the one who exposed Jessica's fake identity? That the photos of Miss Cole and Alex in the hospital were also your masterpiece?"
Hearing the reporter's aggressive attitude, I still looked calm. "Yes. What's wrong? Is there a problem?" I sighed and looked at Helena coldly.
Helena pursed her lips and looked at me with a dark expression. She said in a low voice, "Laurel, I know it's all my fault. I should have kept a distance from Alex. You can vent all your anger on me, but you... How could you make my mother completely lose her hopes for life?"
I slapped Helena's face, which made the surroundings fell silent. "You said that I can vent all my anger on you."
Then I slapped her again. She looked at me in disbelief, as if she didn't expect me to slap her in front of so many reporters.
I looked at Helena with a smile. "I'm angry at you. On our wedding day, you hugged my husband. I originally wanted to turn a blind eye. It's nothing for a man to have a canary outside, but what's the point of showing off in front of me?"
As soon as I finished speaking, the reporters were shocked. Then, their faces were filled with excitement.
At this moment, no one dared to ask any more questions. They seemed to be frightened by my two slaps.
Before Helena could react, I continued, "I had sympathized with you because you looked sickly. But I've realized that everything was fake. Of course, if someone was willing to be deceived, I could pretend not to see it.
"But what about you? You're pretending to be sick and insulted. You want my husband to accompany you in the middle of the night. You have to choose the right time to make your presence known, right? Do you think that I, Mrs. Herrera, am deaf and blind?"
Helena frowned and denied it. "No, I didn't."
Her eyes were filled with grief, indignation, and dissatisfaction. She looked heartbroken and helpless.
Too lazy to continue arguing with Helena, I smiled at the camera with a calm expression. "I've never been afraid of any threat. Moreover, I'm here at the police station to provide the police with clues about Ms. Baker's death."
As soon as I finished speaking, the surroundings were filled with whispers. "What do you mean? Didn't Jessica commit suicide?"
"Jessica doesn't look like someone who would commit suicide easily."
"That's not necessarily true. Her hope was shattered. She originally hoped that her child would be able to occupy a spot in the Cole family. In the end, after planning for so long, she ended up with nothing."
"I think she was completely desperate. That's why she chose to kill herself."
"Could it be another fake death?"
One of the reporters, who looked familiar, handed the microphone in his hand to me. He seemed to have summoned up a lot of courage before asking, "Mrs. Herrera, do you mean that Jessica's death wasn't a suicide but a murder?"
"I've given the police all the clues I can. I believe the police will give the corresponding answer as soon as possible." With that, I smiled at Helena.
"Miss Cole, do you think I destroyed your mother's hope and caused her death? Did I send someone to beat her up? When you occupied my things, did you think about my feelings? Now that your mother is suddenly dead, you know about my existence?" I sighed softly and said slowly, "Why would a mother who can transfer her assets overseas choose to commit suicide?"
Hearing my words, Helena was stunned on the spot. A trace of doubt flashed in her eyes. After a long silence, she said with tears in her eyes, "You... What do you mean? Did someone kill my mother?"
I leaned close to Helena's ear and said word by word, "If you don't want people to know, don't do it. If you want to act, I'll accompany you!"
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