Madeline rushed to the police station as soon as she learned of the news.

When she was about to go in, she saw Naya swaggering out of the door followed by an impeccably dressed man who seemed to be a lawyer.

Naya also spotted Madeline at this time. She raised a smug smile and walked to Madeline step by step.

“This is expected of you, Mrs. Whitman. You’re really well-informed. I think you must be very unhappy to see me standing here now, right? But I’m very happy to see you.”

Naya's tone was full of irony, and the corners of her mouth were raised in a complacent smile.

“I’ve long said that the police are fair and impartial. I’m innocent and can’t be slandered by someone who claims to have found evidence. Mrs. Whitman, I understand that you want to help your friend, but the fact is that I didn’t do it.”

Naya's smile became smugger and smugger. She was also looking at Madeline with provocation.

“Mrs. Whitman, you must be wondering what's going on, right? If you have any questions,