Chapter 538 Taylor Confessed, She Killed Daniel
"Help! Help!" The room echoed with blood-curdling screams.
The room reeked of blood mixed with the stench of urine and feces, followed by a woman's desperate pleas, "I really don't know, I don't know anything! I want to see Grace, see Grace!"
"I didn't kill Daniel, it wasn't me! I want to call my daughter, I want to accuse you of murder!"
Taylor lay on the ground, still having the strength to shout.
Her body was covered in wounds, and she had long since lost control of her bodily functions out of fear.
Both her legs were broken, and she had knife wounds on her body.
Taylor had never been in such a sorry state, but she insisted that Daniel's death had nothing to do with her, thinking that this would keep her safe.
It wasn't until the evening that Sterling arrived at the place.
"Still not talking?" Sterling lit a cigarette, the smoke making his features hazy.
As soon as Sterling appeared at the door, someone immediately brought over a chair.
Taylor lay on the ground, "Who are you?"
This wasn't Xavier, could it be one of Xavier's subordinates?
It didn't seem like it, because this person had an even stronger scent of blood than Xavier.
"You don't deserve to know who I am. Did you kill Daniel?" Sterling was impatient.
"It wasn't me, it wasn't me! It was Grace, Grace killed him!" Taylor still refused to admit it.
Sterling waved his hand, and someone immediately brought something forward.
Sterling introduced, "I'll give you one last chance. If you talk, you can leave here. If not, these things will be used on you one by one. Now, tell her what these are."
"This is alcohol, just to disinfect your wounds."
"This is salt, to stop the bleeding after disinfection."
"This is an itching powder, also to be sprinkled on your wounds. It won't just hurt, but itch too, and you'll want to scratch."
"This is a needle, which will be inserted under your fingernails. You'll know the feeling soon enough, but with needles in your hands, you probably won't have the chance to scratch your wounds."
The people introduced the items calmly, as if it wasn't their first time doing this.
Not far away, Sterling's face showed no trace of softness or emotion. He was long used to such things.
In his view, no one's mouth was that hard. If they really didn't talk, it meant the methods weren't harsh enough.
He was relatively merciful to women.
"No, don't." Taylor trembled all over upon hearing this. Pouring alcohol on wounds and sprinkling salt on them would be excruciating.
Sterling waved his hand, signaling the people to start.
Then he said, "I remember, you have a daughter named Brittany, right?"
"Since you like doing this so much, how about I bring Brittany here and find ten old men to have some fun with her in front of you? How does that sound?"
"No, no!" Taylor had been stubborn before, but hearing Sterling's words completely broke her.
Brittany was the most important person to her; she couldn't allow her daughter to be ruined.
"My daughter is abroad, you can't find her!"
Sterling directly took out a piece of airport surveillance footage, "It seems you don't know your daughter well. She returned to the country a month ago, and today, she has already returned to Skigeth. This is the video from Skigeth airport. You should still recognize your daughter, right?"
A subordinate brought the tablet closer to Taylor, making her see more clearly.
The woman in the footage was none other than Brittany.
"No, no, don't, I'll talk! I'll talk!"
Sterling immediately moved Taylor to another room, where there were police officers as witnesses. As for Taylor's injuries, it was easy to explain—they would just say Taylor hurt herself due to psychological pressure.
Even if Taylor tried to argue, there would be no evidence.
In front of the police, Taylor finally admitted that she killed Daniel.
She had delivered the final blow, just using something to cover her hand, leaving no fingerprints.
"Why did you do it? What was your motive for murder? Was someone instigating you?" the police asked.
After all, Taylor had called Brittany after the incident.
"No one instigated me. It was me. I wanted to kill Daniel and frame Grace. Please, don't harm my daughter."
Taylor now cared most about her daughter Brittany.
Brittany was so smart; she had said she had a way to get her out.
As long as she wasn't dead and still had a chance, there was hope.
At least now, Grace was completely cleared of the murder charge.
When Grace saw the surveillance footage, she couldn't believe that Daniel was killed by Taylor, and that Taylor had tried to frame her.
"Can I see Taylor?" Grace asked Xavier.
"You can, but what do you want to do? Maybe I can help you."
Xavier didn't want Grace to see Taylor. If something happened, or if Taylor said a bunch of infuriating things, it could affect Grace's mood.
Grace said, "Thank Sterling for me. This matter was resolved thanks to his help. I'll see Taylor myself."
Although Grace didn't know what methods Sterling used, the fact that Taylor, who had refused to talk, finally admitted it, was enough to show his means.
Taylor had already been taken to the police station. When Grace saw her, Taylor had already been detained, wearing a prisoner's uniform, handcuffed, and even sitting in a wheelchair.
In just one day, Taylor had become very thin, her hair almost completely white overnight.
Grace knew Taylor loved to take care of herself. She always cared about her appearance. Now, seeing Taylor like this, Grace felt it was pathetic.
"Why are you here?" Taylor's eyes were bloodshot.
If she could get out, she would want to pounce on Grace and bite her.
Now, she was a prisoner, but Grace still had that high and mighty look.
Her face was like that of a princess, looking at everything with indifference, not caring about anything.
Grace said, "Of course, I'm here to see you make a fool of yourself."
"Taylor, do you remember what you were like when you first entered the Lewis Mansion?"
Of course, Taylor remembered. She had entered with great fanfare. That wedding was even more grand than those of first-time brides.
When Evelyn and Zach got married, they just registered, without even inviting guests.
At that time, Zach was just a poor boy. Taylor liked Zach's sweet words but also despised him.
So, after getting pregnant with Brittany, Zach proposed marriage, but Taylor refused.
Later, she heard the news of Zach's marriage, and after he got married, it was like he met a benefactor. His career suddenly took off, and he started his own perfume company, which later became the Lewis Group.
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