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Chapter 412
So Beatrice deliberately kept silent just now.
I just wanted to wait for the police to arrive.
But she forgot that the Melendez family had been involved in politics for three generations, and their members had long infiltrated every
corner.
Sara threw the alarm clock on the ground in front of Beatrice and crushed it into the swimming pool with her pointed high heel.
With a thud, Beatrice looked at the shattered last hope, her face turning pale.
Without waiting for Beatrice’s reaction, her body was thrown into the pool again.
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However, this time, Sara did not immediately ask someone to pull her up, but walked to the nearest shore and watched her struggle in the water
in vain.
Until Beatrice became physically exhausted and struggled to breathe as she sank down.
She raised her hand slightly and had someone drag Beatrice to the shore.
“Ugh…”
Beatrice’s nose and throat were sore, and she kept dry heaving.
When she looked up, Sara’s sharp heels hovered around her eyes, as if they were about to step into her eyes in the next second.
“Still not saying?”
She wore a mischievous smile, as if killing was just a game.
But Beatrice knew that her life was really insignificant to Sara.
Underwater, Beatrice’s hand touched the cracked porcelain tile in the swimming pool.
After feeling fortunate, she also calmed down.
She had to save herself!
However, Sara in front lost her patience, and her heels gradually approached Beatrice’s eyeballs.
Beatrice shouted, “Wait a minute!”
Sara complained with a cold snort, “If only we had done this earlier, what a hassle!”
Beatrice looked up at her and said, “Ms. Melendez, do you really think I needed to lie to you? I was almost dying, what benefit would I get from deceiving you? If you don’t believe me, I can unlock my phone and computer for you to inspect them one by one.”
Sara focused her gaze on her face and indeed looked very weak.
Killing her is as simple as killing an ant, it won’t take much time.
“Bring her package.”
The subordinate handed the package to Sara.
Beatrice quickly reported the unlock password.
Sara went through all the content on her phone and computer, and apart from work, it was all just casual chatting. There were no videos or photos whatsoever.
She furrowed her brows slightly, still not believing.
Beatrice continued to cut the rope underwater with porcelain shards, while shifting the topic:“Ms. Melendez, if you feel that I am still hiding something, you can definitely seek assistance from someone who is knowledgeable about computers and smartphones for a thorough investigation.”
Upon hearing this, Sara indeed did so.
Seeing the progress bar flickering on the computer and phone screens, Beatrice breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Her phone and computer were filled with four years‘ worth of design materials and drafts from college, making it extremely difficult to search through them.
