< Chapter 451
Chapter 451
Meraj
Beatrice then stopped the leading police officer and said, “Please wait a moment. Since someone has reported, why don’t you test everyone else’s as well and provide us with a written proof? Most of the people here are well–known jewelry designers, and I’m concerned that this incident might spread unclearly and affect everyone’s participation in the exhibition.”
She proceeded to give an explanation.
Contrary to Madelynn, who started betraying her colleagues as soon as she entered, it actually made her appear calm and considerate of the overall situation.
Everyone looked at Beatrice with admiration.
The police also left two colleagues for testing, and the results were also very clear. Except for Mark, everyone did not commit any crimes. With evidence, Madelynn wouldn’t be able to spread rumors and cause trouble about this matter afterwards.
At that moment, a police officer rushed in.
“The person was found.
Everyone followed the police to the backdoor by the river.
Mark, who had just been salvaged, lay on the shore, still breathing but incoherent. His body was covered in wounds from surgical incisions, but each one had avoided vital organs.
These wounds were considered at most minor injuries.
Another police officer opened the bag beside Mark and, upon seeing its contents, their eyes also widened in shock.
Immediately, he put on gloves and took out a processed and intact piece of human skin from inside, which appeared to be the skin of a person’s back.
Several designers looked at it and immediately vomited.
The leading police officer immediately blocked the crowd and cautioned, “Don’t spread rumors. The police will come to take your statements
later.”
I heard that Madelynn couldn’t control her facial expressions, her temples bulged slightly, and she stepped back.
But it was still discovered by the police.
“Ms. Bradford, please stay as well.”
“Me? Why? I didn’t know anything…”
Madelynn hadn’t finished speaking when her body collided with a wall of flesh.
She turned around and looked at the person who came, her eyes full of grievances: “Mr. Caden, I just wanted to help Beatrice, but who knew that while Beatrice was talking, I ended up becoming the bad person.”
“I knew it.”
Caden’s voice was low and comforting, as he handed the handkerchief to Madelynn and then shielded her behind him.
He looked at the police and said coldly, “She has been with me all the time and doesn’t know what happened here. I think it would be better for you to question the suspects.”
After speaking, Caden coldly glanced at Beatrice.
Beatrice was taken aback, quickly raised her gaze, and their eyes met for just a second before Caden lowered his gaze to the protected Madelynn.
Madelynn smiled and linked arms with Caden, appearing affectionate.
Beatrice turned her back to receive the police’s questioning.
