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Chapter 68 Catelyn felt dizzy at this moment, and her body was warm. She could not even lift her hand,
Everything felt surreal; she felt herself drifting into hallucination. She was even seeing Lola right in front
of her. Splash! Lola emptied the glass of water onto Catelyn. Pleased with herself, she looked at Catelyn
and sneered, “Look at your pathetic sleepy face. Let me splash you awake. How’s it sound?” Catelyn’s
eyes widened. “It’s you?” With a click of the switch, Lola turned the light off. Catelyn’s irises abruptly
constricted at this, her eyes too used to the bright light and could not adapt to the sudden change. She
had to close her eyes for a while before getting used to the dim ambiance of the room. At this point, she
was on the verge of a meltdown, having been splashed with a glass of cold water to solidify losing her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsanity. Her eyes had reddened, and her voice was hoarse. “You and your sisters framed me-I should’ve
known. Where is Louella? Did she chicken out?”
Lola wore a lacy white dress and had a limited-edition designer handbag on her arm. Her lips were
painted in an alluring red color. She looked at Catelyn with contempt, as though she was a mere ant
crawling on the ground. “My sister is pregnant, so it’s only right that she won’t come to a place as
pathetic as this.” Lola looked at Catelyn condescendingly. “I’ll give you an option. If you agree to
introduce the secret man you’re keeping, I’ll release you.” Man? Did Lola mean Cedrick Mason? Lola
had a crush on Cedrick Mason? “Heh. Dream on!” Catelyn shouted. “You thought you had an option,
didn’t you?” Lola stared at her, and for some reason, she looked rather intimidating. “You hired someone
to assault Jamie Mason, and the Masons won’t forgive you for your transgression. I can easily kill you
with a finger!” “You’re hilarious, Lola!” sneered Catelyn, unable to hold back the insult. She did not even
know who Cedrick Mason was and was already so cocky to ask Catelyn to introduce her. She must be
insane.
All of a sudden,
Smack!
“You’re very stubborn, aren’t you?” hissed Lola upon slapping Catelyn.
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Catelyn tasted iron in her mouth. She tried to keep calm and avoid invoking more of Lola’s wrath. This
woman was a complete nutjob! “I wanted to let you go, but you’re just too stubborn! Just wait until you’re
in jail, then.” Lola pretended to be sad and sighed lightly. She took her purse and was ready to leave,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwaving in disgust. “The air quality here is so bad. Oh, but you’re locked up in the interrogation room!
“I wonder what’ll happen to your son outside?” Catelyn’s eyes widened at this as she shot Lola a hateful
stare. “Don’t you dare touch my son!” “Think about what I said carefully. Otherwise, be mentally
prepared.” Lola walked away, her high heels clicking against the floor as she did. Catelyn’s jaws
clenched as her fists balled tightly. Would Lola do anything to Miles? What would she do? Miles… Her
dear boy! Catelyn felt herself spiraling into anxiety the more her thoughts ran rampant, but in the
process, she could hardly make sense of everything. With the bright light shining right at her face once
more, she could barely open her eyes. “Miles…” she called out feebly.
Little did Catelyn know, however, that Miles got all dressed up last night. He wore a pair of shades and a
little black coat, and his hat dangled behind him. Out of the blue, he showed up at the night shift office.
The worker on duty pushed the door open and spotted the young boy who barely was at the height of his
waist. “Who are you looking for, little boy?”