Chapter 266 Uncle's Case
"Oscar, where are you!" In an instant, anxiety climbed onto Winnie's face like fire.
Just as she was about to rush out, the wardrobe door creaked open awkwardly,
Revealing a cold little head, "Mommy... I'm here."
"..." Winnie stared at the tall wardrobe, wondering how her child had climbed up there!
Why was he afraid and hiding so high up?
Her face darkened slightly, she grabbed a chair, stood up, and brought her son down, her mouth twitching, "Baby, why did you hide there?"
Sidney glanced at the tall wardrobe, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face.
It was all because he heard Lawrence R shouting outside the door.
He had only recognized his mommy a few hours ago and didn't want to be taken back!
Who knew his daddy came and left without noticing his lost little treasure: "..."
Sidney pouted slightly, hugged Winnie's leg, and could only tell a lie, "You weren't in the room, and I was scared!"
Winnie was taken aback. Oscar was never this timid before; he would always be the first one to protect her.
Could it be because he had just returned to the country and was still unfamiliar with the environment?
Noticing the questioning look on her mother's face, Sidney immediately straightened his back and said with a snort, "Has that guy outside left? Should I go out and drive him away?"
Winnie put her son back on the bed and replied, "I've already driven that person away. Let's continue sleeping."
"Who is he?" Daddy actually came to find Mommy alone. That means they still have a connection, huh?
Sidney wanted to find out something.
"Just a vagrant," Winnie lied without hesitation.
"......"
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Winnie woke up early at seven.
She had made an appointment with Rock to help her uncle hire a lawyer.
"Mr. Wilson, please come in." Winnie welcomed the man into the house and said, "I've looked into the case roughly. My uncle was sentenced too hastily, and there are clearly many doubts."
"Miss Anderson, that's indeed the case."
Mr. Wilson opened the case file and explained to her, "Elliott served a three-year sentence, and from my investigation, he has been law-abiding and actively engaged in labor while in prison. He is also well-liked.
One month ago, the victim, Jacob Harris, was sentenced to five years in prison, and he shared a cell with your uncle.
The crime took place in the prison shower room. Other inmates said that Elliott and Jacob had a serious conflict.
Late that night, they suddenly heard fighting and cries for help coming from the bathroom!
When they rushed over, they saw Elliott holding a sharpened toothbrush, while Jacob's carotid artery was pierced, and he had been bleeding for a while. He was pronounced dead at the scene.
Subsequently, several people testified that your uncle deliberately murdered Jacob out of prison conflicts and was sentenced to permanent imprisonment, which is essentially a death sentence."
Winnie shook her head mockingly and said, "Something feels off about a person who was 'killed' so quickly after being sent to prison by my uncle."
"Jacob is fifty years old and in good physical shape. From what I understand, your uncle is an amputee and in poor health. He has to go to the prison hospital every month. If they got into a fight, Elliott wouldn't stand a chance."
"That makes it even more suspicious. Three years ago, I told my uncle to serve his sentence diligently, and I would save him. He had no reason to stir up trouble in prison."
Frowning, Winnie asked, "A sharpened toothbrush? How could my uncle make such a weapon? Plus, he should have had a different cellmate before. Why did it change to Jacob?"
"The explanation given by the prison is that the original cellmate was put in solitary confinement, and Jacob didn't have a room, so he was assigned to Elliott's cell."
Winnie sneered as it became certain that someone was orchestrating everything behind the scenes.
For the past three years, her uncle served his sentence without any support from family on the outside. Darcy wanted to frame him in prison, which seemed all too easy.
"What we need to do now is to meet Elliott. The prison is playing a significant role in this case, and Elliott's testimony might have been tampered with. We need to question him ourselves to break through some details and become the turning point in the case." Mr. Wilson said.
Wilson pressed urgently.
Winnie frowned, unfortunately, she couldn't see her uncle right now.
The Ordelia family is too powerful.
If there was someone who could resist the influence of the Ordelia family, it seems that there is only...
Winnie didn't want to consider that option and tightened her grip on her hand. "I will find a way to see my uncle as soon as possible. I appreciate you handling the case."
Mr. Wilson nodded and left.
Winnie went to the kitchen to prepare two breakfasts. When she turned around, she saw the little guy standing at the bedroom door, barefoot and rubbing his eyes, looking confused.
"You woke up so early?" Oscar was a master of sleeping in, even when he was abroad.
Sidney was taken aback. Did he reveal himself? Due to Lawrence R's strict upbringing, Sidney rarely slept in after the age of three.
"And you're still barefoot! Don't you know how to dress?" Winnie ran over helplessly and picked him up, placing him on her lap.
Sidney, used to being served, opened his arms, expecting the same treatment from the housemaid.
Winnie was taken aback but quickly dressed him and pointed to the bathroom. "Brush your teeth, use the toilet, and then come and have breakfast."
It usually took three minutes, but today 'Oscar' took ten minutes.
The little guy sat at the dining table, looked at the two simple egg sandwiches, which would go unnoticed in the villa, but tasted delicious when he took a bite.
He finished his mommy's egg sandwich as well.
"You like it so much, is it delicious?" Winnie smiled.
"Not bad," Sidney said, puffing his cheeks.
The woman blinked. Why did she feel like his tone was just a copy of that jerk?
She went to the bathroom, completely stunned. Toothpaste foam was everywhere on the sink, and the small stool in front of the toilet was tilted in all directions.
It was evident that there were traces of effort to "tidy up."
The woman rubbed her forehead. Well, her son, who was currently having an episode, not only had a cold personality but also a significantly diminished ability to take care of himself.
Winnie changed into a suit and skirt and tried to negotiate with her son. "Mommy needs to go out for a while and will be back around noon. Can my Oscar stay at home alone for these few hours?"
Normally, when she went to the hospital, Lena also had work, and Oscar would be understanding, staying in the separate courtyard with George.
Sometimes, he could play by himself for a whole day.
But as soon as she reached the door to change her shoes, her son's hands wrapped around her thighs.
Sidney was not as understanding as Oscar and boldly declared, "No, I want to follow you wherever you go!"
Finally, being by mommy's side, he had to take this opportunity to find out more about her affairs.
"Uh..." Winnie's temple throbbed as she tried to reason with him, "Mommy can't bring you along."
"Then I don't care, I want to be with you!" Sidney insisted.
Helpless, she couldn't bear to refuse any longer and turned to pick him up. "Alright, I'll take you with me, but we have to be quiet and behave."
"Be careful, we need to avoid some people, okay?" Sidney knew to avoid Daddy. Holding onto Mommy's neck, he curved his little mouth in satisfaction. The car quickly arrived at the Triton Building parking lot.
At that moment, Rock's phone suddenly rang. "Winnie, the auction company refunded your 50 billion dollars to me and Alan. They suddenly announced a pause in the Triton auction. Where are you now?"
"A pause in the auction?" Winnie sneered and narrowed her eyes, looking at the clearly unsealed Triton Building.
"I'm right downstairs at the company. The building is fully open today. I want to go up and see what's going on."
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