It was when a sharp pain shot through her hand and it felt as though a needle was
piercing her vein did Mandy finally realize that Rain was giving her an injection!
A sense of fear rose from the soles of her feet and ascended to the top of her head.
Could it be that this woman was really capable of murdering someone?
Did she run out of patience and decide to poison and kill her?
Rain skillfully completed the procedure. Then, she chuckled and patted Mandy's cheek.
She did it gently this time. "Do you think that starving yourself can force us to release
you? Don't worry, I have IV drips that can sustain your life. You won't die! If you refuse to
tell me the truth, I'll continue to give you drips until they aren't enough to keep you alive.
Then, I'll insert a feeding tube through your nose and give you liquid food. That's how
patients in vegetative states survive. You're destined to live."
Mandy felt despair. She did not expect Rain to be so cruel.
The idea that she just came up with was countered by her right away.
Moreover, Rain acted without hesitation. She did not even give her a chance to negotiate.
Rain said to the person beside her, "Someone will be coming to do a shift handover with
you shortly. Remember to remind them to come in every hour and confirm whether Ms.
Sanders is still alive or not. Oh, by the way, when the IV drip finishes, remove the needle
for her to avoid blood backflow. She's too weak now."
Rain turned around and left after giving her instructions.
She sat in the living room. She furrowed her brows while reporting to Luke, "Mandy still
refuses to say anything."
A person who feared death was afraid of going to prison too.
However, Mandy had not truly experienced a near-death encounter yet. She probably
would not confess that easily and risk being thrown into prison.
"Keep going," replied Luke.
Mandy must confess everything.
In A City's detention center, Marcos and Ethan were sitting on the chairs. According to the
laws of A City, family members were not allowed to visit someone who had been detained.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHence, Marcos did not come to visit Matysh as his nephew but as Ethan's assistant.
The police officers in the detention center escorted Matysh to the room.
Just as Marcos had expected, Matysh looked disheveled. His beard covered his entire face,
and his hair was messy. Apart from his relatively clean cheeks, he looked like a refugee
wandering on the streets of Russia.
There was an incredulous expression on Ethan's face. Where did the Matysh who was full
of vigor go?
How did he end up in such a state after being sent to the detention center? "Mr. Matysh!"
Matysh ignored Ethan's expression and looked at Marcos. His wretchedness stood in stark
contrast to Marcos' glamorous appearance.
They were never really close. They merely maintained a facade of harmony for the sake of
Old Master Abaza and the family's reputation. Their hearts had long been detached.
Matysh felt displeased when Marcos happened to see him in such a state. He questioned
in an annoyed tone, "What are you doing here?"
Marcos turned to look at Ethan with a calm expression on his face and said, "He asked me
to come."
The three of them spoke in Russian, but the police officer who was assigned to watch
Matysh could only understand English. As he was concerned that they might be discussing
some unfavorable information, he tapped the table and reminded them, "English, please."
Matysh glared at him.
He spoke English with an accent, and he was not good at it. However, this man insisted
that he spoke English. Would that not be another embarrassing moment in front of
Marcos?
Matysh had always believed that he was superior to Marcos. After all, their bloodline and
genes were different.
At this moment, he formed a stark contrast with Marcos. He was disheveled and haggard.
It was a big blow to his sense of superiority.
Matysh refused to accept the current state of affairs.
He glowered at Ethan. His family had asked him to be his defense attorney. Why did he
bring Marcos along?
Did he bring him here to laugh at him?
Ethan felt intimidated when Matysh glared at him that way. He wondered if he had made a
mistake. Should he not have brought Marcos here?
He wanted to tell Matysh that Marcos was his nephew and he was here to help him in his
time of need.
However, how could he help without understanding the entire situation?
"Mr. Matysh, I'm here to defend you. I just got all the documents from the police, but
they're currently being translated. I'd like to hear about what happened at that time and
the incident of breaking into someone's home and injuring the owners." Ethan
straightened out his attitude, understanding that regardless of whether bringing Marcos
was the right or wrong thing to do, what mattered the most now was to understand the
full sequence of events.
He initially wanted to see the case file provided by the police.
However, he did not expect the detention center in A City to be so careless. They detained
a foreigner, yet they did not even bother to prepare a translated case file. They claimed
that their translator was on sick leave...
His translator was outside, translating those case files now.
Matysh had no intention of discussing the previous events, especially not in front of
Marcos.
He did not expect things to escalate to such a serious extent, not to mention that the
reason why the police officers came looking for him was not because of the home invasion
case but rather the suicide of a teenager that happened several years ago!
That happened a couple of years ago. If the police had not brought it up, he would not
have remembered the illegal act he committed that night.
Of course, he would never admit to such an act, but the evidence against him was
substantial.
Therefore, Matysh had been waiting for Ethan to arrive.
Now, Ethan was here, but the first thing he did had already made Matysh unhappy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe actually brought Marcos, the disgrace of their family, along with him!
What was he here for?
Could he use money to broaden his connections?
Matysh had no expectations for him. Their family had no power or influence here. It would
be difficult for them to solve problems with money!
Moreover, the girl's father was determined to see him held accountable under the law.
There was no way they could cover up the matter no matter how much money was
offered.
That was why Matysh did not expect anything from Marcos.
The only thing Marcos could do was help to arrange a local lawyer to assist him and Ethan
in the lawsuit.
However, Matysh dared not to use the lawyer Marcos found for him either.
If he were to go to prison in A City, Marcos would be the biggest beneficiary. The Abaza
family would lose their heir and the only person left to inherit the family's wealth would be
Marcos!
Ethan noticed Matysh's gloomy expression and his silence, which made him feel impatient.
Was Matysh still acting like a spoiled young master at this point?
How ridiculous!
Matysh refusing to speak to the lawyer would not solve anything. Ethan continued, "Mr.
Matysh, I understand that you're upset, but I can't help you if you don't speak the truth.”
Matysh gave his orders in an arrogant manner, "Ask him to get out of here."
He pointed at Marcos.
Ethan looked at Marcos in astonishment.
Marcos, on the other hand, immediately understood and said to Ethan with a smile on his
face, "I told you. He doesn't like me. Still, you insisted on bringing me here."
Ethan's face reddened, realizing that what Marcos said was true. He did not expect Matysh
to look down on Marcos when things had already come to this point.
If he were to get out of here, he would still need Marcos' help. Otherwise, why would
Marcos come to A City?
"Please give us a moment." Ethan was left with no choice. The top priority now was to get
Matysh to disclose the details of what happened.