From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 1593

Chapter 1593: 702 Resentment Meeting_4 Chapter 1593: 702 Resentment Meeting_4 Charmaine Dankworth was about to dial his number on her phone.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Charmaine Dankworth cursed, “Not carrying the keys again.”

Then she went to open the door.

“Why are you here this early in the…”

Her words were interrupted halfway, stuck in her throat.

She stared at the stern-faced police officer in front of her, heart pounding, yet managed to ask calmly, “May I know who you are…?”

“Miss Charmaine Dankworth?”

Charmaine squinted her eyes, subconsciously ready to argue.

But the police didn’t give her the opportunity; they showed her the arrest warrant, “You are suspected of theft and instructing others to commit murder.

We’re arresting you for questioning.”

Charmaine’s head buzzed.

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She almost lost her balance.

“Theft?

Instructing others to commit murder?”

As she stood there, stunned and questioning, the police had already handcuffed her, put her into the squad car, and then started searching every corner of her home for any suspicious evidence.

“What property did I steal?” Charmaine retorted with a scornful laugh.

She, Charmaine Dankworth, was wealthy.

Would she covet others’ treasures?

As for murder, a glint flashed in her eyes.

Had she been exposed by Matthew Aria?

As long as she insisted on denying everything, the police had no evidence, and they could do nothing to her.

The police said coldly, “The judicial procedures are strict.

We wouldn’t arrest you unless we have evidence.”

Charmaine was uneasy all the way.

It wasn’t until she was being interrogated at the Police Department that she finally realised: the alleged theft was about instructing someone to steal Sanny Groove’s Buddhist beads, and the alleged murder was about Waylen Dankworth wanting to kill the middleman for asking for more money.

Fortunately, the middleman was hard to kill as the police were nearby on patrol and arrested Waylen.

At first, Waylen didn’t confess to anything, but by dawn, under the interrogation of an experienced crime investigator, he confessed to the crime.

To the surprise of the police, this also implicated the case of hiring Matthew Aria to cause a car accident to kill Peter Aria.

Charmaine could not accept the fact that she was exposed because of those ordinary Buddhist beads.

In her understanding, those Buddhist beads were just cheap trinkets.

Even if Sanny lost them, he wouldn’t report to the police.

Because she never considered this seriously, it was unexpected that Sanny did report to the police and that the cunning middleman was arrested due to his greed.

All her scheming over the years was exposed overnight.

The root cause of everything was Charlotte Aria.

If Charlotte hadn’t wanted those Buddhist beads…

At this moment, Charmaine hated Charlotte to the core.

If Charlotte were in front of her right now, she would strangle her mercilessly.

All is lost, everything is ruined.

She should have never chosen that fool, Charlotte.

Sitting in the interrogation chair, Charmaine felt cold all over, overwhelmed by immense regret.

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Catherine Liam received a call in the middle of the night that Charlotte Aria had an accident, so she hurried to the hospital through the rain.

Charlotte Aria was unconscious in her hospital bed.

When she woke up in the morning, her eyes were dull.

She soon began screaming manically, “I am the Buddhist Woman, I am the Buddhist Woman, you all need to worship me, hahaha…”

She was clutching a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, crying and laughing intermittently.

The sight of delirious, demented Charlotte left Catherine terrified in shock.

She rushed to hug Charlotte, sobbing uncontrollably.

“My dear Charlotte, what happened to you?

Who did this to you?”

“Ah!” Just like being stimulated, Charlotte suddenly pushed Catherine away, curled up in the corner, shivering, as if she had seen something terrifying.

“Dead, he’s dead, he was struck by lightning and died, hahaha.”

Tears streamed down Catherine’s face as her heart twisted in agony.

The phone rang again.

Instinctively, Catherine shuddered, and she began to dread the sound of the phone ringing.

Eventually, she picked up the call with trembling hands.

The person on the phone said something, and Catherine froze.

She looked at the delirious and demented Charlotte, murmuring, “What sins have I committed, to have such a husband and daughter?”

The call was from the police, stating her husband was suspected of murder and asking her to come to the police station for questioning.

Once upon a time, she was the Grande Dame of the Arias, with an accomplished husband and a bright daughter, the envy of many women in Lostswa.

But when did everything change?

All she knew was that from now on, she had no one to rely on.

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