Chapter 39
“No, no, I will come another time,” Willette hurriedly left.
Nydia immediately sent a message to the private detective she had already contacted.
“Keep an eye on Willette. If she finds those two people, let me know.”
After sending the message, she looked up and met Tavish’s angry eyes.
“Why did you tell others that Daddy did it?” he spoke, his voice still childish but much colder.
Nydia smiled and remained silent.
“Why are you laughing? Why aren’t you speaking?” Tavish was very angry, extremely angry. He had almost changed his opinion of Nydia, but now…
“You believe everything she says. It seems that you’re not very smart,” she said, which made Tavish stiffen.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
For the first time, Tavish’s face showed such a humiliated expression. His eyes widened a bit and he looked bewildered.
“I, I didn’t believe her. I was asking for your confirmation,” he retorted.
“Oh, I see. You were asking for confirmation, not questioning. So my words are still fifty percent credible, right?”
“You say what you want, but I will judge for myself.”
Nydia nodded. “Tavish is so smart, you will definitely make your own judgments.”
“The person who hurt you and me will be found soon, and we will know what really happened,” Tavish said.
He looked at her but didn’t say anything, probably wondering if her words were true.
“Haven’t you always thought it was me? If it was me, I wouldn’t need to find that person. Without evidence, I would be safe. I’m trying so hard to find him to prove that I didn’t do it.”
“Then find the person.”
“Okay.”
Nydia was waiting for the private detective’s message.
Although she knew Willette to a certain extent, she still worried that things might take a turn for the worse. She had to prove her innocence to dispel the suspicion between her and Tavish.
Fortunately, not long after, the private detective sent her a message saying that the person had been found. Nydia asked him to keep an eye on the person, as she needed to find both people. Finding only one person wouldn’t be very effective, and the person hiding in the lake was crucial.
That evening, Nydia found Jesse and showed him the two photos.
“These are the two people who attacked me and Tavish that day,” she said, placing the photos on the table.
Jesse was somewhat surprised. “I found this person, but how did you find this person?” he said, pointing to the other photo of a tall man at 1. 75 meters.
“I had someone set up surveillance and saw wet footprints on the ground when he walked by. He also looked nervous and had scratches on his neck, which were probably from me.”
Nydia answered the questions calmly and logically.
“Today, when Willette came, I tricked her and had someone follow her. She went to see this person,” she said, pointing to the person in the photo, the one who threw Tavish into the lake.
“What are you going to do?” Jesse asked.
“I’ll have someone watch him. I can’t let him get away. If he does, I won’t be able to prove my innocence.”
But Jesse just snorted. “How do I know you didn’t conspire with him to frame Willette?”
“You can call the police. I believe they’ll investigate. Even if I conspired with him, when it comes to his own interests, he’ll protect himself. Besides, you need evidence to prove conspiracy. You can’t just say we conspired without evidence.”
Nydia leaned in, and their faces were suddenly close. Her breath seemed to fall on his face.
“If you accuse me of conspiracy, please show me the evidence.”