Chapter 862 As If She Was in Hell


    Julien didn''t care about Greta''s thoughts. After he walked in, he stood beside several policemen,


    looked at her coldly and repeated his question. "Do you really not know the man?"


    Greta looked down and shook her head. "Mr. Flint, what I said is true. I really don''t know him. Also,


    why did you ask me toe to the police stationte at night?"


    A policeman looked at her and said coldly, "Miss Sullivan, you''re involved in a robbery. The property


    loss is about millions of dors. It''s a criminal case."


    Greta raised her head in surprise. "What? A robbery? You suspect me?"


    The policeman nodded. "Yes, you''re the suspect."


    She became emotional immediately. "Nonsense! I didn''t rob anyone! Who did I rob?"


    The policeman said, "You robbed Ms. Raines of two outfits. Ms. Raines is Mr. Flint''s girlfriend.


    ording to the clues that Ms. Raines provided, you argued with Ms. Rained in the shop this


    afternoon. You wanted to snatch Ms. Raines'' dress but failed in the end. Thus, we suspect that you


    bore Ms. Raines a grudge and asked the man to rob Ms. Raines of the outfits and sabotage them


    after Ms. Raines left the shopping mall. The man who robbed Ms. Raines is the guy in the photo."


    "I didn''t. I didn''t do such a thing." Greta became anxious, and her eyes became red. "I don''t know


    the man. I admit that I met Ms. Raines in the dress shop and argued with her, but I didn''t ask


    anyone to rob her of the outfits. I''m just an ordinary woman while Ms. Raines is the president of a


    company and Mr. Flint''s girlfriend. How can I have the guts to ask someone to rob her? I don''t have


    a death wish."


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    "It''s..." The policeman didn''t know what he could say.


    ''Greta is right. If one knows Ms. Raines'' identity and still has the guts to do so, they must have a


    death wish.


    ''As long as one is sensible, they won''t do such a thing.


    ''So Greta isn''t the criminal?''


    When Greta saw the doubtful expression on the policeman''s face, a trace of sharpness shed


    through her eyes. She smiled faintly.


    But soon her smile froze on her face.


    It was because she heard Julien''s voice. His voice was as cold as usual and sent shivers down her


    spine. "When you knew that Leaf was my girlfriend, you still had the guts to provoke her and covet


    her things. Don''t you have the guts to ask the man to rob her?"


    Greta''s face turned pale immediately. She looked at him with widened eyes. "Mr. Flint, don''t you


    believe me?"


    He narrowed his eyes and said, "Who do you think you are? Why should I believe you?"


    She opened her mouth. "I..."


    He interrupted her impatiently. "Alright, it''s enough. Let''s see the evidence."


    When she heard that he had evidence, her expression changed.


    On the contrary, the policemen cheered up.


    A policeman asked happily, "Mr. Flint, do you have evidence?"


    ''It''s great. Then we can close the case earlier.


    ''After all, in this case, the property loss is about millions of dors. If we fail to deal with it earlier and


    use too much time, it''s a bad thing for us.''


    When Greta heard the policeman''s words, her face turned paler. Her eyes were filled with panic.


    She couldn''t help but sp her hands under the table.


    ''Julien has evidence?


    ''How can that be?''


    She was reluctant to believe it but she didn''t have the guts not to believe it.


    After all, Julien wouldn''t say that he had evidence casually.


    Julien coldly nced at Greta, who had lowered her head to hide her expression. Then he took out


    his phone, clicked it and yed a recording.


    He had recorded the man''s words in the interrogation room.


    Julien recorded it in case Greta denied it.


    After all, from the beginning, he had guessed that she would deny it and quibble.


    Thus, he took out the recording. It was time-saving and simple.


    When Greta heard the conversation between Sydney and the man in the recording, Greta''s


    expression changed nonstop. She looked panicky.


    As soon as the recording ended, she shouted, "It''s fake! I don''t know the man at all. Does he have


    evidence to prove that I hired him? You must have hired him to nder me!"


    These policemen kept silent, frowned and stared at her. They were thinking about something.


    Julien pulled a chair, sat down, crossed his legs and said coldly, "nder you? Why do we nder


    you?"


    Greta quibbled, "It''s because I offended Ms. Raines in the dress shop. You wanted to take revenge


    on me and nned all of these. You..."


    Julien broke in. "Use millions of dors to take revenge on you?"


    Greta bit her lip. "You''re rich. Millions of dors is nothing to you..."


    "Millions of dors is indeed nothing to me, but I won''t use it to nder you on purpose. You are not


    worthy of it!"


    "You..." Greta looked at him with a twisted face.


    ''He said that I was not worthy of it!


    ''How could he say so?


    ''I saved him. He couldn''t treat me like that!''


    But she didn''t have the guts to speak out her thoughts. Otherwise, her identity would be exposed.


    "Even though millions of dors is nothing to us, I earned it with Sydney. We won''t use it to take


    revenge on you on purpose. You''re not worthy of it. If we do so, it will be a humiliation for us. Also,


    you said that we took revenge on you because you offended Sydney in the dress shop. You think


    that we will do so just because of such a trivial matter. Then it''s reasonable that we suspect you


    hired the man to rob Sydney of the outfits to take revenge on her for not giving you the dress."


    Greta was stuck for words. Her face took on a ghastly expression.


    Julien raised his phone and added. "You said that you didn''t know the man. Then why did he know


    your features? For example, he knew that you sat in a wheelchair. Does he have psychic powers?


    Of course, you can say that we have colluded with the man in advance, but there are surveince


    cameras in the interrogation room, which have recorded the whole process of Sydney and me


    entering and leaving the interrogation room, including our conversation with him. ording to the


    records of the surveince tapes, it will be clear if we have colluded with the man or not. I can


    promise that we haven''t."


    He said as he made eye contact with a policeman.


    The policeman nodded. "I will check the records of the surveince tapes immediately."


    After he finished speaking, he typed on the keyboard. Then a surveince video was yed on the


    big screen in the recording room.


    The video was not long and was about ten minutes. After all, the policemen had only given Julien


    and Sydney ten minutes to talk with the man.


    All the people stared at the video absorbedly.


    Only Greta''s face turned paler. Obviously, she looked uneasy.


    Julien didn''t look at the video but at Greta''s face.


    When he saw Greta''s panicky expression, his gaze was as deep as an abyss. It was so frightening.


    Greta felt his gaze and met his gaze.


    When she met his gaze, she felt as if her soul was clutched by him. She even couldn''t breathe for a


    moment.


    At that moment, she felt as if she was in hell, not on earth.


    It was too terrifying!


    She trembled and lowered her head to avoid his gaze in fright.