Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife Chapter 195
At the hotel.
Ben, clean and dripping in water, came in and plopped down on his knees. “Ms. Larson, let me live!”
It seemed he had recognized her.
Olivia pulled a nket from the side and threw it at Ben. She said through clenched teeth, “Look up.”
Ben obediently looked up at them, trembling. “Ms. Larson, Mr. Quinton, let me live.”
“It seems you recognize us. Who told you to hit Mr. Quinton?”
Ben bit his lip and hesitated as if frightened.
“Are you not going to tell me?”
Olivia put her hands around her chest, pretending to be calm. “You should know Mr. Quinton is a
lawyer. We have the surveince video of you hitting him. How many years do you think you’ll get for a
hit-and-run?
“A minimum of three years for hit-and-run, and a minimum of ten years for intentional homicide. You
might get the death penalty too!”
Zac answered, scaring Ben out of his wits with a few words.
She could see that Ben was afraid to die, or he would not be reduced to a beggar and live in
degradation.
Not long after, Ben kneeled on the ground. “Dorothy told me to do it. I have nothing to do with it. Please
let me go!”
‘I knew it was Dorothy!’
“Did Dorothy give you money to hit Mr. Quinton with the car?”
“Yes.”
“Tell us everything you know, and your mother can peacefully live out her old age in Green Mountain
Nursing Home, or…”
“I’ll tell you!”
“Dorothy made me this way!” Ben looked at the two in horror. “She wants to kill me!”
“Kill him?”
Olivia curled her lip. “It’s not unusual for Dorothy to kill someone.”
“Ben, you do know the Quinton family is the secondrgest family in Ocean City,
right? If you want to live, tell me everything ande with me to the police to testify.”
Terrified, Ben nodded.
He knew Zac was worse than Dorothy.
“I hit Mr. Quinton that night, and I faked Dorothy’s car ident. I have proof of our conversation!
“And I know who killed Uncle Wace!”
Olivia’s expression changed as her nails dug into her flesh. She asked, “Who killed Uncle Wace?”
“Cole.”
“What?
-‘Cole?”
She thought Cole was only a false witness, but he turned out to be the killer!
‘But…’
She stepped forward and stared coldly at Ben, her lips trembling. “Did you see it with your own eyes?”
“Yeah, I went to see Dorothy the night before and heard about it, so I went with her to West Vige the
next day and saw Cole stab Uncle Wace in the chest. After the first stab, he pulled it out again…”
Before Ben could finish, Olivia roared, “Shut up!”
“Why?” She bent over and grabbed Ben. Staring at him with wide eyes, she asked through gritted
teeth, “Why didn’t you save Uncle Wace when you saw it
happening? Uncle Wace treated you well, and you let him die?”
Ben was scared out of his wits. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. “I… I was
scared.”
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“Scared?”
Olivia looked up suddenly, picking up an ashtray and mming it onto Ben’s back. She was shaking all
over.
“You let someone die, kept information from us, and helped the devil get away with it I’ll kill you right
now!”
“Ms. Larson, please don’t kill me!”
Zac hugged and consoled her softly, “Liv, Dorothy has Uncle Wace’s body. You can’t be impulsive.
Uncle Wace’s body…”
Olivia snapped back to her senses and dropped the ashtray, causing Ben to scream.
“Zac. Uncle Wace died in vain. I want Dorothy in jail. I want Cole dead!”
“Okay.”
After calming down, Olivia wiped her tears and nced coldly at Ben.
“What else do you know?”
Maybe Ben had never seen Olivia like this before. He shook his head hurriedly. “No more. That’s all I
know.”
“Okay,e back with us to Ocean City and be a witness. I’ll spare your life.”
“Thank you, Ms. Larson. Thank you, Ms. Larson.”
To ensure there were no idents, Zac let Wilbur lead the way while he sat in the back with Olivia and
watched Ben just in case he pulled any tricks.
The car ride was quiet all the way.
Just before entering Ocean City, arge truck suddenly rushed toward the car.
The driver tried to avoid it, but the truck drifted and hit the front…