CHAPTER 202. I WILL MAKE YOU MINE. Trust

Her curiosity was understandable, given that Olivia Winston was supposedly rich.

“Apparently, the Count refused to pay for a high-profile lawyer for her. In fact, he didn’t even agree to pay for a cheap one, so she was assigned a public defender, but she literally threw a chair at him, and now she has no lawyers,” the officer explained.

“Well, no wonder,” replied the other. “The poor Count was there when they pulled his wife’s body out of the water. He spent a year denying her, only to find out she’d been dead the whole time.”

They continued talking about it as they got into the car. The vehicle started up and began its journey. As the patrol car drove through the city streets, Danna began to imagine what she would find when she got there: the cold hallways and barred cells, the guards pacing back and forth. She could barely hold back her tears, but it was no use; she only hoped that Loan would manage to come for her eventually.

They left the