Chapter 2074


    "Do you know what I found on her clothes? In her dying moments, when she feared you''d take the


    me, she scrawled ''suicide'' with her own blood. She didn''t finish thest stroke of ''suicide'' before she


    passed."


    Ynda''s eyes snapped open in disbelief, unable to fathom that her adoptive mother, Yvonne, had left


    behind such a message.


    "No, you''re lying, you''re making this up!" Ynda''s emotions surged.


    Arabe pulled out her phone and showed Ynda the message written on Yvonne''s clothes, saying


    indifferently, "You recognize her handwriting, don''t you?"


    That hit Ynda like a ton of bricks, sending her copsing to the floor.


    "You stabbed her with a knife, and the murder weapon was found near the river by your house,


    matching the wound on her body. It was your family''s kitchen knife."


    Ynda looked at Arabe, stunned that she could find and infer all this.


    "When you stabbed her, it wasn''t fatal. She died from suffocation. I''m guessing when you saw her


    bleeding, you didn''t dare take her to the hospital, afraid they''d ask too many questions. And maybe you


    were scared she''d wake up, stop your revenge, or even call the cops. So, you dug a hole in your


    backyard and buried her."


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    Ynda couldn''t believe Arabe had figured it out, shaking her head frantically, "No, it wasn''t like


    that."


    Arabe already knew from her expression that she was right, "Before you buried her alive, she must


    have begged you not to do something stupid, but rage and fear blinded you. In the end, when she knew


    there was no escape, she wrote ''suicide'' on her clothes, trying to protect you with herst breath."


    Even facing death, Yvonne didn''t spend her precious moments calling for help, possibly because she


    was in too much pain, without her phone, or maybe because she wanted to protect Ynda, to awaken


    thest bit of conscience in her.


    Whatever her reason, she still had her daughter in her heart.


    "No, no." Ynda began to cry, and after a while, she copsed, sobbing, "She overheard me talking


    about revenge, always telling me to stop being foolish. I didn’t listen, and then she threatened to call


    the police. She never truly put herself in my shoes!"


    Tears streamed down Ynda''s face as she spoke of her grief, "My real parents died, and I went from


    heiress of Tranquil City to nothing, my life plummeting from heaven to hell. But she never really


    understood! Instead, she wanted me to forget my past as if it never happened!"


    Ynda felt a mix of hatred, anger, and injustice, "Her falsepassion killed her! She was timid and


    afraid – why did she expect me to be the same?"


    Arabe watched her tear herself apart with grief, and asked calmly, "So you killed her?"


    "If she hadn''t wanted to call the cops, to get them to talk me out of it, I never would have picked up that


    knife! I just wanted to scare her. But then she said if I was set on revenge, I might as well kill her first.


    She thought I wouldn''t do it." Ynda’s voice broke into sobs.


    "So you hardened your heart?" Arabe felt she understood what happened.


    Seeing Ynda''s emotional copse, Arabe didn''t press further, knowing she wouldn''t get more


    answers now. Co?tent оf


    She pushed open the interrogation room door and walked away, leaving the crying woman alone.