Chapter 1466


    "Aunt Eunice, I swear it wasn''t me. I didn''t even know who he was. How could I possibly kill him? For


    one, I had no grudge against him, and for another, I don''t have the guts or the courage. I had no motive


    and certainly no means to kill him. Why would I do such a thing?"


    Serena was crying, the picture of injustice personified.


    "Besides, it was the maid who summoned me. I was just about to hit the hay when she said someone


    wanted to see me. That''s the only reason I went down there. I had no clue about all those people


    locked up in the basement. I''m no psychic, how could I have predicted that the maid would call the


    wrong person, much less that it''d be me? And I have no reason to do such a thing."


    Eunice, however, couldn''t wrap her head around the situation, but given that Serena was thest one


    to see him alive, suspicion naturally fell on her.


    "You''re a doctor. Can''t you check for fingerprints or something? Aunt Eunice, you know some pretty


    influential people. If I had smothered him, I would’ve left some evidence." Serena sobbed, "It really


    wasn''t me, Aunt Eunice. You might not believe me in other things, but murder, that''s something I could


    never do."


    As Serena seemed on the verge of passing out from her tears, there was a sudden, urgent knock on


    the study door.


    Without further ado, Belinda burst in, finding Eunice and Arabe as if interrogating Serena, who was


    sobbing uncontrobly, looking as pitiable as a frightened littlemb.


    "What’s going on here? What happened?" Belinda rushed in, concerned.


    "Grandma." Serena opened her arms, seekingfort from her grandmother, her body trembling with


    fear, barely able to stand.


    She desperately needed someone to hold her and offer sce.


    Belinda hurriedly walked over, questioning, "What in the world happened? Eunice, it''s the dead of night.


    What are you doing?"


    Darren, too, peered in from the door, his expression a mix of confusion and concern, "What’s all this?"


    He and his wife were about to turn in for the night when they heard a faint weeping from the study,


    which grew louder and unmistakably sounded like Serena.


    But they hadn''t caught the details of the matter.


    Serena clung to Belinda, weeping unabated. She was just wailing helplessly without telling them the


    reason.


    "Eunice, what in the world is going on?" Belinda turned to Eunice, her voice filled with concern. It was


    "Just let her go back to bed," Eunice suggested, not wanting to rm the elders with the night’s grim


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    revtions - a hired hit on Be, and the perpetrator somehow linked to Doom.


    She felt frustrated that the lead had gone cold. Serena, having been thest to see him, was naturally a


    person of interest, but there was no evidence.


    Seeing her daughter-inw''s reluctance to divulge more, Belinda didn’t press further, instead helping


    Serena to her feet with a gentle voice, "Let''s get you to bed, dear. We can talk about all this tomorrow."


    Serena was truly frightened, her legs weak. She nearly stumbled with her first step.


    Belinda held her tight.


    "What scared you so much?" Darren also stepped forward to help.


    Every time Serena thought of that dark and dreadful basement, the chills were uncontroble. The cells


    holding people, their mournful cries, the bloody wounds, she never knew her uncle''s house concealed


    such a nightmarish level. It was like ayer of hell on earth, utterly chilling to the bone.