Chapter 672


    The past was like a tangled ball of yarn, knotted tight and dense.


    Now, it unraveled,yer byyer, spreading out before Agnes.


    She felt each pang of betrayal, regret, and sorrow as if they were her own.


    Despite their ws, her parents had been good people.


    If it weren''t for Laura, they would not have met such a tragic end.


    Laura was skilled at reading people, manipting their emotions like a puppeteer.


    She masterfully sowed discord and framed others, striking with precision.


    Her mother had died from a profound misunderstanding and regret towards her father.


    Her father never fully understood her mother until his death.


    A heartbreaking tragedy had been orchestrated by Laura.


    Laura, seeing Agnes almost lose control, maintained an unflinching smile, her face bearing an


    unwavering ease. As if they were just two old friends catching up.


    Laura took a sip of her tea, "What''s the matter, Agnes? Do you want to kill me?"


    "I wish I could kill you right now," Agnes admitted through gritted teeth.


    Laura calmly replied, "But you won''t, because you have no proof. Murder is punishable, but causing


    others to kill is the craftiest game in this world."


    "You''re not afraid I''ll record all this and take you to court?"


    "Agnes, I know you studied journalism and always carry a recorder, but I also know you didn''t bring it


    today. We agreed this was a confession session. If I thought you had brought any recording devices, I


    wouldn''t have said a word."


    Laura was right. She was smart and meticulous.


    There was an infrared detector at her office door.


    Any running recording devices or cell phones would be detected.


    Laura brewed another pot of tea, continuing, "Now that I''ve confessed everything, it''s your turn. How


    did you find out that your father''s car ident was rted to me and Berlin? And how did you break


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    Berlin''s car?"


    Agnes began, "I found photos of you and Berlin having an affair in my dad''s drawer. The date on the


    photos was the day before my dad''s ident. I started to suspect that his ident was not idental


    but premeditated. As for Berlin''s car, yes, I had someone tamper with it. My goal was to recreate the


    method you used years ago and make him suspect you. The photos he received of you and Hammer


    were also my doing. However, I spared him so he could survive."


    "You didn''t spare him out of kindness, but to use him against me. To have us destroy each other.


    Agnes, your tactics are just as vile."


    "Even at my worst, I''m nowhere near as bad as you, Laura."


    Laura rose from her seat and walked behind Agnes, cing a hand on her shoulder, "We were mother


    and daughter once, even though you never saw me as your mother. Agnes, it''s better to resolve


    grudges than to hold onto them. I''m getting old, and you''ve managed to ruin my reputation. Let''s put


    the past behind us. There''s no deep hatred between us. I admit I was responsible for your mother''s


    ending, but her suicide was due to depression. She couldn''t cope, and you can''t me that entirely on


    me. Your father''s ident was Berlin''s doing. You''ve avenged them by ruining me."