Amelia Clarke looked at Victoria Sheldon, whose attitude visibly avoided the police inquiries. Her eyes darted away, and her hands clenched the bedding tightly, clearly indicating her nervousness.
Suddenly, her hand was gripped tightly by someone.
Amelia turned her head and saw Old Madame Sheldon's tear-filled eyes. She grasped Amelia's hand forcefully, pressing so hard that Amelia's palm hurt.
"What the police said isn't true—it's impossible to be true. Kingston... Kingston is Victoria's younger brother. This cannot be true. Back then, Kingston's car tire burst, causing the car to lose control, and their family fell into the River Chang. It's simply impossible that Victoria orchestrated it..."
Old Madame Sheldon's lips turned pale, trembling uncontrollably.
Amelia held the old lady's shoulders, her mind equally chaotic.
