Chapter 661: Hatred
"Auntie King, I’m sure of it. This person looks a lot like the one who killed my parents. They must be related!"
Fiona Linton walked over to Chloe Reed, grabbed her face, and studied her features closely, hatred surfacing in her eyes.
"Mom and Dad told me not to go after them, to stay here for the rest of my life. They said I couldn’t afford to provoke those people, that I would die too. I didn’t want to disappoint them, so I came back. But now *they’ve* found their way here!"
Fiona Linton’s eyes turned red. "Since you’ve come, don’t blame me for what happens next!"
She shoved Chloe Reed’s face away and looked down at her, her eyes filled with deep hatred.
Auntie King looked worried and uneasy. "Maybe... we should double-check? What if we’ve made a mistake and hurt an innocent person?"
Fiona Linton said, "Auntie King, help me move them to the basement. I’ll interrogate them. If I’m wrong, I’ll apologize. But if I’m not, they’ll pay for my parents’ lives with their own!"
Auntie King nodded.
The two of them worked together to move everyone to the basement.
The living room was cleaned up and returned to its original state.
...
When Chloe Reed woke up again, she felt her body restrained. Looking down, she saw that she was tied to a chair.
This was no longer the cozy living room, but a cold room where an incandescent bulb overhead cast a ghastly white glow.
Not far away, Daniel Hayes and Nathaniel Monroe were tied together back-to-back, still unconscious.
Chloe Reed opened her mouth to call for help, only to belatedly realize she could no longer speak.
Her face grew even paler.
At a time like this, she couldn’t even scream for help.
A flash of sorrow crossed her eyes.
’She never would have imagined that Vera Holloway’s people would come so quickly, so unexpectedly.’
’Is there no escaping death this time?’
"You woke up fast."
Just then, a voice came from the side.
Chloe Reed turned her head and saw a person standing in the doorway. It was a young woman in a simple T-shirt and shorts, with her hair in two braids, but her eyes were filled with hatred as she looked at Chloe.
Chloe Reed opened her mouth, but only a terrible, grating sound came out.
"Huh? Are you mute?"
Fiona Linton pushed the door open and walked in. Her expression grew excited as she looked at Chloe Reed.
Chloe Reed felt helpless. With her hands and feet bound, she had no way to communicate.
Fiona Linton circled her twice, stroking her chin. "I’m going to ask you some questions," she said. "You just nod or shake your head. If I’m satisfied with your answers, I’ll let you go."
Chloe Reed nodded.
Fiona Linton stood in front of her, staring intently. "Do you know Jasper Holloway?"
Chloe Reed shook her head, a look of confusion on her face.
’Who’s that?’
Fiona Linton watched her expression carefully, not missing the slightest change.
’She doesn’t know him!’
’She really doesn’t know him!’
’Could it be... that I was wrong?’
’But this woman looks so much like Jasper Holloway!’
Fiona Linton bit her lip, then asked again, "Are you from overseas?"
Chloe Reed continued to shake her head.
"It’s so annoying that you can’t talk!" A look of frustration crossed Fiona Linton’s face. She then asked, "Can you read? Can you type?"
This time, Chloe Reed nodded.