Chapter 613 Found Two Hundred Thousand Dollars
The initial segment of the video found its way onto the American internet domain, causing ripples throughout the digital realm.
It was a bombshell, to say the least.
[If what they're saying is true, Lilian's actions were truly despicable. To harm her own mother and brother!]
[Damn, for those who know Lilian, it's worth pondering if there have been any sudden disappearances or mysterious deaths in their circles. If they had any conflicts with Lilian, one might reasonably suspect foul play!]
[How dare she have the audacity to call for Darwin's help?]
[I recall a certain someone who competed with Lilian in business once. She claimed to have had an accident on the day they were to sign a major contract, resulting in the amputation of both her legs. Lilian then swooped in and clinched the deal. That poor girl always harbored suspicions that Lilian had orchestrated the accident, but she lacked evidence. It's truly chilling to think about!]
[Oh my, this is all so shocking. Share the link, I need to see this for myself.]
And just like that, the netizen shared the link, and everyone swarmed to witness the spectacle.
What a twist of fate.
In the midst of it all, the blogger dropped a tweet.
[Back to where you belong, Lilian!]
[Now that the truth is out, with no ties to Darwin or Secretary Woods, it all boils down to her own misdeeds. And what about those who were making a fuss? Will they not offer an apology?]
Thalassa and Kenny had their dinner date at the Emerald Pool.
Meanwhile, a sports meet was underway at Chicago School.
Fiona thoroughly enjoyed herself participating.
But amid the festivities, Lilian's name remained conspicuously absent from conversations.
Once Thalassa finished dinner, she and Kenny headed back home.
Darwin was tied up in a meeting.
Fiona stayed back at Chicago's place to tackle their homework together.
It was well past ten in the evening.
After Chicago and Charles had drifted off to sleep, Fiona retired to her own room.
Shortly after, Darwin ascended the stairs.
"Finished with your tasks?" Fiona removed her earrings and ring, turning to face Darwin.
"Yeah," Darwin confirmed, enveloping Fiona in a hug from behind.
Resting his chin on her shoulder, he ventured, "Aren't you going to ask about Lilian?"
Darwin felt a pang of unease at Fiona's lack of inquiry regarding such a significant matter.
"What's there to ask? Did you orchestrate this through Thomas?" Fiona's voice remained composed as she addressed Darwin through the mirror.
Darwin furrowed his brows, swift to deny, "Absolutely not!"
"In that case, there's nothing more to discuss," Fiona said, her gaze downcast.
"I'm tired of her antics. Let Lilian fade from our lives," Darwin concurred.
"Yeah." Fiona nodded in agreement.
However, after a moment's pause, Darwin felt compelled to defend himself further. "I do know that Thomas is still alive," he admitted unprompted. "And you're aware he's seeking vengeance, right?" Darwin turned to face Fiona, who leaned against the vanity.
Darwin nodded grimly. "I'm aware."
Before Fiona could respond, Darwin's expression hardened. "If you're going to blame me for not intervening, go ahead. I've already shown restraint by not taking matters into my own hands!" In truth, Darwin hadn't anticipated Thomas's actions to be so ruthless. Nonetheless, even after viewing the footage, he harbored no regrets over his decision.
In the days leading up to the incident, the image of Lilian plunging a dagger towards Chicago haunted Darwin. He had previously tasked someone with locating Thomas, but amidst his own busy life with his family, Darwin had all but forgotten about the matter. It wasn't until the day after the Chicago incident that his men managed to track down Thomas, who had recently recovered from his injuries. Thomas, consumed by a thirst for revenge, was easily manipulated into a scheme involving cash and covert surveillance.
Unable to sleep that fateful night, Darwin anxiously awaited news of Lilian's fate as his men reported Thomas's infiltration of her hospital room.
He hadn't anticipated the magnitude of Thomas's subsequent actions, but Darwin found solace in the knowledge that Lilian's reign of terror would soon come to an end.
"I don't blame you," Fiona assured, wrapping her arms around Darwin's waist. "I just feel a sense of melancholy."
"What's weighing on your mind?" Darwin brushed his fingers against Fiona's cheek.
"Perhaps Simon wasn't as villainous as Lilian portrayed him to be," Fiona mused pensively. "He did take her away the last time she faced danger. If she had stayed then, perhaps there wouldn't be this festering animosity. She could have led a life of comfort in Europe... Lilian could've had more than most people in this world."
"She was consumed by greed," Darwin remarked icily. "But without Lilian stirring up trouble, how would we have found common ground?" He met Fiona's gaze. "So in a way, I'm glad she returned to cause chaos."
Fiona chuckled softly. "Enough about her. Let me carry you to bed!" Without waiting for Fiona's response, Darwin scooped her up in his arms.
Meanwhile, Thomas found himself under interrogation. Upon his arrival at the police station, he wasted no time in presenting an SD card to his interrogators. "This contains the entire ordeal of Lilian's demise. The editing was done by the paymaster, highlighting certain portions and speeding up others." Thomas's earnest demeanor only served to darken the mood of the investigators.
"Why turn yourself in?" one of them inquired, hoping to extract a confession from Thomas.
"Lilian mentioned that her ex-duke husband would soon arrive in the country, and he's out for blood. Look at me... There's no safer place than prison."
The interrogator's brow furrowed. "That's quite the story."
Thomas saw the police station as a sanctuary.
"Where did you get the funds to procure the tools for your crime? Who's backing you?" the interrogation continued.
An investigation ensued.
Thomas, struggling to make ends meet, had resorted to scavenging.
Yet, the cost of his equipment, let alone the expensive drugs he administered to keep Lilian conscious during the act, far exceeded his means.
Thomas chuckled, his lips splitting into a grin. "That's what I'm saying—this is a godsend. Someone couldn't bear to see that wench evade justice, so they dropped a bag of cash in the trash heap, totaling over two hundred thousand!"
"Nice try. You stumbled upon two hundred thousand? What luck! But don't think for a moment that we'll let the mastermind behind you slip away. Spit it out!" "
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