No Escape from Love novel Chapter 197

I stared at Julian. His eyes gleamed with arrogance, as if he held the power to control others' fates.

Disgust surged within me.

"How shameless!" I picked up my bag. "Julian, if he didn't do it, then he didn't do it. I'll find the evidence. The moment I prove Alex's innocence will be the moment I sue you for slander and defamation."

I turned and walked out of the hospital ward, with Oliver following closely behind. Behind us, Julian's furious voice echoed through the hallway.

"Serena, this is your only chance! You'll regret this! You'll come begging me!"

I was still seething after leaving the hospital.

How could I have wasted three years of my life on someone like Julian? And now, he was dragging Alex into this mess.

It had been five hours since Alex was taken away by the police.

It was now 5:00 pm, and despite running around all day, I hadn't made any progress. A sense of helplessness crept in.

"Ms. Ashford, I recorded what Julian said and sent it to the lawyers. It should be useful," Oliver informed me.

I nodded, letting out a long sigh. My voice was laced with exhaustion. "Oliver, I want to see the crime scene."

"I'll drive," he responded without hesitation.

Just as I was about to open the car door, my phone rang. I glanced at the screen and saw that it was Lucas. After a brief hesitation, I answered.

"Serena, are you okay?" His voice was filled with concern and urgency.

I let out a soft hum. "We're heading to the crime scene now."

"I just found out that the abandoned factory is actually an old address of one of my family's subsidiaries. Let me go with you."

Inside the abandoned factory, the police, wearing white gloves, took notes and photographs. After surveying the area, we stepped back beyond the caution tape.

"Based on the evidence, there were three assailants, with one being the leader," an officer explained.

"And from the scene, we found no footprints or traces indicating that Alex was ever here."

"Then doesn't that prove he's innocent?" I asked urgently.

The officer glanced at me. "It's not that simple."

"Don't panic, Serena," Lucas reassured me in a gentle voice. "The police have to be thorough. After all, the mastermind doesn't always have to be physically present."

My heart sank.

Just then, a police officer's phone rang. He answered, and his expression suddenly turned grim.