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Christine saw through her thoughts and said indifferently, “Tomorrow, I’ll send someone <i>to </i>take you back.”
Gloria pleaded in a low voice, “Christine, how about sending Fiona to ask them to send someone to pick me up?”
Christine ignored her and directly instructed Fiona, “Fiona, take Gloria back to her room.”
After several days, almost everyone in Madison’s manor had been questioned.
Lance felt it was time to interrogate Madison.
Today, Adide was heading to find Wanda.
Lance, on the other hand, was responsible for interrogating Madison. They were working separately but in coordination.
Having been detained for five or six days, Madison initially tried to feign madness, but when she realized it wasn’t working, she stopped.
On the surface, she seemed to have epted her impending fate with resignation.
They sat facing each other in the interrogation room.
Madison was still in the casual clothes she had worn on the night of the Moon Newborn Festival. After a few days in the detention cell, her clothes were wrinkled, and her hair was disheveled.
She looked listless, with dark circles under her eyes and a haggard expression.
She had visibly lost weight, her skin sagging slightly, making her appear five or six years older.
Lance spoke first, “For so long, you’ve kept those breeders in the basement. Now that you’re in a simr ce yourself, are you getting used to it?”
Madison lifted her eyes and suddenly smiled, “This ce is far fromparable to my
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Lance said, “Lycan Erasmus has already ordered the revocation of your princess title. Today, Mallory will also go to Madison’s manor to officially seal it off.”
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Madison raised an eyebrow, her tone dripping with sarcasm, “So what? Not being a princess, <b>so </b>what? I am still of royal blood. My father was once the Lycan King, and that’s a fact no one can change.”
Her tone was not only sarcastic but also tinged with resentment.
Lance, like going through the motions, calmly asked, “Where did the weaponse from? Why did you want to rebel? Is there anyone behind you?”
Madison curled her lips, “Asking these questions is redundant. Since the treason charge has been set, just judge as you see fit. Pass my words on to Lycan Erasmus verbatim.”
Lance also smiled.
Lance said, “Don’t worry, Lycan Erasmus doesn’t n to implicate anyone. You also don’t need to worry about implicating Wanda, as long as Wanda didn’t participate in the treason.”
Madison lowered her eyelids, masking her lingering attachment to the only thing left in this world–her daughter.
“Whatever, I don’t care,” After a while, she looked up at Lance.
She didn’t like being seen through, nor did she like being manipted, “Kill me <i>if </i>you want. She wasn’t happy living anyway.”
Lance’s voice was indifferent, “You still haven’t answered my questions. Where did the weaponse from? Why did you rebel? Is there anyone behind you? Now that you’re not a princess anymore, if you don’t confess, don’t me us for using torture.”
“Confess? Why wouldn’t I confess?”
Madison blinked, “I can’t withstand any torture. Those weapons, of course, were sent by the people behind me; the armor was stolen from the armory by my orders. As for the mastermind behind it all…….”
She ced her hand on the table, a cold and eerie glint shing in her eyes. “The mastermind is you. You said you wanted to be the new Lycan King and asked me to assist you. Why would I assist you? Of course, it’s because you discovered the dead breeders in my manor. You’ve got the biggest leverage over me, so I had no choice but to help you. You’re not going to deny it, are you?”
The recorder’s hand paused as he wrote, and Lance nced over, saying, “Record it truthfully. Every word she says must be documented and presented to Lycan Erasmus for review.”
The recorder responded, “Yes.”
Madisonughed loudly. “Interesting.”
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Lance said, “Yes, indeed quite interesting. So tell me in detail—when did I start using the dead breeders in your manor to threaten you? Where did I propose to you that I wanted to rebel and needed your assistance? Who was present at the time? How did I maintain contact with you on the battlefield?”
Madison turned her head, stopped smiling, and said earnestly, “It was always Caldwell who was in contact with me, didn’t you forget? You said you couldn’t show up personally for fear of being caught red–handed, so after you first told me about the rebellion, Caldwell took care of everything.”
“Arrest Caldwell and interrogate him under duress, and everything will be clear.”
“Oh, right, after you came back from the battlefield, besides Caldwell, Adide was also in charge of contacting me. Weren’t those weapons delivered by the armed personnel she sent? Arrest her and interrogate her thoroughly; she will confess too.”
As she spoke, she slowly smiled. “But if you don’t interrogate them under duress, you can’t use torture on me. That would be discriminatory treatment. Also, since I’ve identified you as the mastermind, you can no longer be in charge of this case. Let someone else take over.”
Lance said, “Don’t worry about that. After Lycan Erasmus reviews your testimony, he will make a decision. If he thinks it’s necessary to have someone else conduct the interrogation, then you won’t see me next time.”