Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife novel Chapter 237

Chapter 237

Olivia’s heart shuddered as she entered the familiar place.

How many times had she been here?

However, this time was unlike before. She came here as a free woman, not a prisoner.

When she reached the iron bars, Olivia found Dorothy looking haggard after only one day.

She was still wearing the same designer clothes but had lost her spirits. Her hair and makeup were a mess. She seemed a little tired of being

‘It’s not enough! It’s not nearly enough!

estioned by the police.

‘What does Dorothy’s suffering compare to my mom’s death, Uncle Wallace’s suffering, and my brother’s life?’

“Dorothy, you deserve this.”

Hearing Olivia’s voice, Dorothy turned around and screamed at her, “Olivia! I’ll kill you!”

“How unrepentant! Dorothy, you’re really hopeless.”

“Ha, I’m hopeless? Olivia, you and the Larson family made me do it!”

Dorothy’s eyes were scarlet as she held the railing and grinned at her. “Olivia, you don’t think that’s going to get me, do you? Johnny will save me.”

Olivia’s heart jerked at the mention of John’s name, but she pretended to look calm.

“Save you? You’re a murderer. Why would he save you? Dorothy, don’t think too highly of yourself.”

Suddenly, Dorothy grinned. “Do you think you’re different from me? Didn’t you come here to brag about your win? But I won’t lose, Olivia.”

“So? Wait till you get out.”

“I’m not going to jail.”

Seeing Dorothy’s confidence, Olivia sneered. “The evidence is conclusive. You’ve killed so many people and already have a lot of blood on your hands. It’s not that easy to get out.”

“Olivia!”

Dorothy growled and banged wildly against the bars as if she wanted to break out and tear her apart.

‘But…’

Then she rubbed her temples. ‘Forget it. I’ll settle Uncle Wallace’s funeral first.”

The funeral.

Olivia chose the cemetery near Mr. and Madam Larson, so it was easier for her to pay her respects in the future.

Although she did not inform them, many people came. Most of them were the Larson family’s old acquaintances.

Of course, these people were only here for show.

Olivia stood in front of Uncle Wallace’s tombstone and looked at Uncle Wallace’s smiling face in the photo, and her tears fell again.

“Uncle Wallace, I’m useless. Even at this age, I’m still a crybaby.” She mumbled to

herself.

However, she did not expect to turn around and see the last person she wanted to

see.