Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 465

It wasn't just him and his father. Yelena and her mother were also implicated in contract killings. The coincidence was terrifying. Trent's eyes darted between Janet and Juniper, and something in his mind snapped.

"Janet, what are you trying to do?" Ezra demanded, pointing an accusing finger at her.

"Mr. Wilcox, please calm down," an officer said, restraining the agitated man. "You have a lot of questions to answer. You'd best save your energy."

Ezra's head swam, a profound sense of dread creeping into his heart. Could they have found out about what happened all those years ago?

"I won't answer any questions until my lawyer is present," Ezra said, his voice tight with anxiety.

"Don't worry, you'll have time to call your lawyer," the officer replied calmly.

Several major cases had broken in a single day, all connected to past crimes and all involving the prestigious Wilcox family. If the charges stuck, the officers handling this would be looking at promotions.

Trent took two steps forward, his gaze fixed on Janet's face as his hands slowly clenched into fists. They had been set up! Janet had dug a trap, and they had walked right into it!

No, that wasn't right. Knowing Janet, she didn't have the guts to orchestrate something like this. Trent's eyes flickered from Janet's face to Juniper, who sat there with an air of unnerving calm.

Juniper! It was her!

Juniper’s gaze met his, her eyes deep and venomous, so cold they sent a shiver down his spine.

"Juniper, what the hell do you want?" Trent demanded, his voice trembling as panic set in.

"I'm just doing my civic duty." Juniper crossed her legs, a lazy smile playing on her lips. "You reap what you sow. A life for a life, you know."

"Will they really confess?" Janet asked worriedly. The Wilcox family wasn't at the top of Eclara City's elite, but they had influence. Otherwise, they wouldn't have gotten away with their crimes for so long.

"Of course not," Juniper said with a cold, languid smile that held a hint of wild confidence. "But the evidence is ironclad. It doesn't matter whether they confess or not."

Janet nodded, sitting obediently by Juniper's side as they waited for the outcome of the interrogations.

Inside, Trent and Ezra were questioned in separate rooms. Both started by denying everything, arguing their innocence vehemently. But then the police laid out the evidence—not only the text messages to the hitman but also audio recordings of the phone calls made during the attempt.

"Mr. Trent, do you have anything else to say?" the officer asked.

"How is that possible...?" Trent stared at the evidence in disbelief. He had been so careful, deleting everything immediately after the exchange. To be safe, he'd even hired a hacker to permanently wipe the data. The hacker had assured him that only the world's top expert could ever recover it.