Chapter 243 Framing, Asking Darian to Believe Her
Cecily shone her flashlight and saw Sandra lying on the ground, barely conscious.
Cecily's pupils constricted. "Mrs. Sandra!"
Sandra was lying on the ground, no longer having the strength to move. She opened her eyes and looked at Cecily, displaying a moment of fear and dread in her eyes.
Cecily hurriedly examined her injuries. The wounds weren't deep, indicating that the person who stabbed her didn't actually intend to kill her.
The location of Sandra's injuries wasn't fatal either, and she wouldn't die from them.
Cecily focused on tending to her wounds and didn't notice the fear in Sandra's eyes. Sandra stiffly raised her hand and gripped Cecily's clothes tightly.
Cecily looked at Sandra, puzzled.
"Help, help! Someone is killed! Someone is killed! Don't touch me, get away!"
Sandra could hardly produce a loud sound, but she continued to shout.
Cecily hesitated for a moment. Sandra seemed to be afraid of her!
"Mrs. Sandra, don't be afraid. I'm here to save you."
Cecily thought that Sandra was just too nervous and wanted to comfort her, but Sandra's emotions only grew more intense.
Sandra even used all her strength to push her.
Cecily was momentarily confused.
At that moment, Cecily heard a slight movement around her, and someone was approaching from behind.
Cecily turned around and saw a stick swinging toward her. She dodged to the side and shone her flashlight toward the person's face – a few unfamiliar men dressed in black.
Cecily thought they might be Ophelia's people, but as the flashlight passed by, she saw Ophelia unconscious on the side.
Sandra was in a wheelchair and injured, so it was impossible for her to knock out Ophelia. These people didn't even care about Ophelia when they saw her unconscious, so they couldn't be Ophelia's people.
Then whose people were they?
Besides Ophelia, she couldn't think of anyone else who would do this.
But Cecily soon thought of another person, the mysterious one who poisoned her!
Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Darian immediately realized something was wrong. He quickly contacted people to go there and prepared to return to Stellaris Bay as quickly as possible.
Meanwhile, these people didn't hesitate to attack Cecily. Cecily dodged a couple of times, and she could have avoided them completely, but she made up her mind and took a hit. Then she closed her eyes and fainted.
She wanted to find out who was harming her, and she needed to take this step. It might be risky, but Cecily couldn't worry about that anymore. Otherwise, she would forever be in the light while the person remained in the dark, and the danger would be everywhere, impossible to defend against.
At least this time, she needed to know who the person was so she could come up with a plan.
The two people saw Cecily faint and immediately tied her up.
However, they were cautious and didn't speak, so Cecily couldn't gather any information from them.
Cecily only felt herself being dragged for a while before being thrown into a car. The two silent individuals finally spoke.
"Miss, what should we do with her?"
No one answered their question, and Cecily felt a gentle hand patting her body, then taking her phone from her pocket.
Cecily sneered.
Cecily's heart tightened.
"Lock her up, but don't harm her. Also, spread this incident online and create a big fuss. The bigger, the better. It's best if everyone knows."
After saying that, Cecily left.
Collapsed in the backseat, playing unconscious, Cecily couldn't help but feel puzzled. Why would they kidnap her and create a big fuss? What benefit would that bring to them? What was their purpose?
In her confusion, the car had already started moving.
Darian rushed back to Stellaris Bay as quickly as he could, but it took him three hours to get there. He received a call and heard that those people had kidnapped Cecily, and her phone's location was no longer traceable. Darian immediately felt anxious.
Just then, his phone rang again. It was Mr. Fitzgerald. A look of urgency flashed across Darian's handsome face as he answered the call. Mr. Fitzgerald's voice sounded angry, "You're back in Stellaris Bay, right? Come to the hospital."
"Is my mom okay?" Darian asked.
"Your mom is dying, all because of Cecily, the girl you're so obsessed with," Mr. Fitzgerald's voice roared with anger. "Come over right away."
Darian hung up the phone and instructed Larkin to check all the surveillance cameras in the area and contact the police to investigate the passing vehicles. He then hurried to the hospital himself.
Soon, Darian arrived at the hospital room, panting heavily from running. Despite his haste, he did not appear disheveled.
Mr. Fitzgerald was sitting by the hospital room door, leaning on his cane with a stern expression.
Darian glanced at Mr. Fitzgerald just as a doctor walked out of the room. He grabbed the doctor and asked, "How is my mother?"
"Don't worry, Mrs. Watson only sustained minor injuries. The wound is not deep, and we administered hemostasis treatment upon her arrival. There is no life-threatening danger. However, she experienced excessive mental and physical exhaustion from the shock. She hasn't woken up yet, but once her body recovers a bit, she will regain consciousness," the doctor explained.
"Got it, thank you," Darian sighed in relief. At the same time, he furrowed his brow and looked toward Mr. Fitzgerald, who was seated beside him.
"Did you bring me here just to trick me?" Darian's eyes showed some annoyance.
Mr. Fitzgerald's expression tightened as he stared back at Darian, a surge of anger building up within him.
"If I hadn't said that, would you have come? Cecily harmed your mother, and now she's on the run. Are you still planning to go find her?" Mr. Fitzgerald questioned.
Darian glanced at his watch. It had been over three hours since he last contacted Cecily. He pursed his lips and replied, "Grandfather, Ophelia was behind this. Please don't solely blame Cecily. She's been kidnapped now and in danger. I need to go find her. Please take care of my mom."
"Darian!" Mr. Fitzgerald angrily called out, stopping Darian, who was about to leave. "Where are you going? To find Cecily?"
"She's in danger now," Darian answered.
"Danger? I think she just ran away, deliberately hiding. She is playing around you," Mr. Fitzgerald argued.
"You come with me," Mr. Fitzgerald said, leaning on his cane and walking toward the elevator. Darian frowned and followed suit.
Outside the hospital room downstairs, a group of reporters carrying long guns and cannons were questioning the people inside incessantly.
Inside, Ophelia, wearing a blue and white patient gown, was shouting frantically, seemingly insane. "I saw it. It was Cecily. Cecily killed Sandra. Cecily killed Sandra. Quickly go and catch that murderer."
"Arrest her!"
"Hurry up and catch the person, hurry up!"
Ophelia kept yelling at everyone, and Darian watched the scene, furrowing his brow tightly.
It was unclear where these reporters got their information from, but they were surrounding Ophelia closely at the moment, listening to her words and asking questions repeatedly.
"Ophelia, can you confirm that everything you said is true? Is there any evidence to prove it?"
"It's true, everything is true. I saw it with my own eyes. Cecily stabbed Sandra with a knife. She was talking about seeking revenge for the child, and I heard her mention the mastermind."
"She also hit me at that time, thinking I had passed out, but I witnessed everything."
Ophelia's voice was loud as if she wanted everyone to hear.
At that moment, she happened to see Darian standing at the door with a cold expression. She immediately pushed through everyone and rushed toward him.
She desperately wanted to accuse Cecily of her crimes to Darian, tightly grabbing his clothes. "Darian, believe me, believe me once. I really saw it. I saw it clearly. It was Cecily. She stabbed you. She stabbed you!"
"If you ask me why she did it, it's because she harbors grudges against you. She wants revenge for her child, Darian, believe me."
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