Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

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Chapter 769

Catelyn looked at the officers in the center, frowned, and tugged at the hem of Cedrick's clothes. "Cedrick, stop

making trouble! Let's leave now!"

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I'm the murderer, or that I'm looking for trouble?" There was no

warmth in Cedrick's deep eyes.

Catelyn did not dare to admit that she was afraid of both. Even though she believed from the bottom of her heart

that he was not the murderer, she was afraid that something else would catch her by surprise.

He never explained his whereabouts last night, and the police officers would undoubtedly ask for an alibi later.

She tried to persuade him politely, "You're the CEO of the Mason Group, which is a public figure in a way. Even if you

didn't do anything, you'll still be the topic of the public's chatter while you're here! Let's go and have the lawyer or

Charles deal with it. Since the case has been filed, I'm sure the police will prove your innocence."

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"Until then, we won't go anywhere!" Cedrickinterrupted her domineeringly. "I can't stand being suspected of

committing a crime that I didn't commit!"

"It was my fault. I shouldn't doubt you. Let's go home, okay?" Catelyn turned softhearted and started to beg him.

Alas, Cedrickhad no intention of leaving. Instead, he took a sip of his drink and said, "Don't you want to find out

who's the culprit that hit your mother?"

Catelyn felt helpless.

It was because she knew the man was Cedrick that she was afraid.

Cedrick stared at her for a moment, put down the paper cup in his hand, and his sharp eyes narrowed coldly. "First

of all, I'm not a murderer. Second, I want to know the truth even if you don't. Since you don't believe what I say,

then let those who you believe give you the answer."

Catelyn knew that there was no other way to persuade him anymore, so she acquiesced to stay by his side.

Cedrick no longer spared a word for Catelyn afterward, while she did not know what to say to him at the moment.

Silence enveloped the two.

Cup after cup, and hour after hour.

Finally, when Catelyn came out of the bathroom for the second time, an officer came up to them with evidence and

witnesses.

The witness should have been Quinn, but she did not answer her phone. In the end, the policemen found an old

couple in their 60s and 70s as witnesses.

When the old couple saw Cedrick, they immediately pointed at him, shouting, "Officer, is the car at the door his?

He's the murderer! We saw ourselves that this was the car that hit the woman!"

Cedrick suddenly shot up from his seat, and his black eyes shone fiercely. "You better watch your mouth. What do

you mean, the car is mine and I'm the murderer? Do you need me to explain to you about 'mimic cars'?"

Seeing how fierce Cedrick was, the old man pulled his wife behind him and stared at him furiously. "Your car still has

marks of impact. Who else could it be if it's not you?"

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It was a luxury car, and the old man was dead sure with his statement.

Cedrick's hand that hung by the side of his leg slowly squeezed into a fist, and his thin lips raised into a mocking arc.

"You must be over sixty, right? The accident happened at night, so how did you see it clearly from such a long

distance?"

The old couple choked upon hearing this.

Catelyn hurriedly apologized. After soothing Cedrick's emotions, she pulled him to a corner and sat down.

Cedrick sneered silently.

He had been doing a great job holding his temper. If he had been charged with a crime he never committed, he

would have gone crazy.

However, Cedrick's face sank when he saw the footage that the officers showed them.

The policemen managed to obtain the remaining surveillance footage at the crime scene and processed them to

be in resolution. All the footage clearly showed that at eight o'clock last night, a man drove a black Mercedis

Maybach outside the Ocean Path Residence and knocked Stella into the air.

The model of the car was the same as the Maybach parked at the door, and so was the license plate number.

The most frightening thing was that, with a zoom-in close-up look at the driver's face, it was exactly like Cedrick.

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