Inside a car that appears very calm from the outside, even more than ordinary, a quiet shadow sits in the driver's seat. He only moves slightly to look in a mirror on a back seat, his calm voice breaking the silence: "I truly believe Mr. Frederick would be furious if he knew you passed by here, my lady!" His eyes fall on his master, sitting calmly in the back seat, as she too moves, crossing her legs with obvious annoyance... She says, "Do you think I care! That idiot didn't even lift a finger after seeing the body of my beloved daughter Isla!"
She shifts from her seat, her gaze drawn to the police station directly in front of her, just a few meters away , Her hand grips the fabric of a chair tightly as she cries out, "If it turns out that this bastard really did have something to do with my daughter's murder!! I'll... I'll..." She trails off, but her eyes linger on certain people. That's right. Her gaze drifts to Emma and her family until it finally settles on Lucas__
"Who are these people?" she asks in a quieter voice, her eyebrows raised and her eyes narrowed. She's slowly memorizing their features before her assistant, too, looks at them and finally replies:
"They're friends of the suspect's daughter " said..
"Madam... I believe her name is Elizabeth—" Before he could finish, a sudden smile spread across her lips as she examined their figures. Her hand went to her mouth as she whispered, "Frederick must have done this to them, didn't he?" She paused briefly before continuing, "But they're alive..."
Her assistant remains silent for a few seconds, focusing on her smile and curious expression, before finally saying, "Yes, Mrs. Vera."
"They're the same age as Noah," she watches them with wide, expectant eyes, her smile widening with even greater mystery, as if wondering, 'How are they still breathing ' Her hand never leaves her mouth, as if she's enjoying the unfolding mystery.
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Back inside the cold interrogation room, Elizabeth is still looking at her father, who is holding her hair even tighter and shouting, "You crazy b&^! Are you saying that I killed this fool?" before a policeman stops him. He is now pushing him along with the rest of the police force, including Clara, who is shouting, "SIR! What ARE you DOING?!"
He push his daughter away forcefully. The young girl falls to the ground directly and heavily on her back, right in front of their frozen eyes and gasps... Her body hits the ground before she can even try to comprehend what is happening. She can almost feel the air leaving her lungs at this moment...A scream suddenly rises in one place.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" It's Isabella, running towards her at that very moment, breathless, clutching her niece, hardly able to believe what's happening. Her hand is already trembling as she grips Elizabeth's arm... There's a moment of silence, a twirling in the air, before she finally replies :
"I'm fine," she says in a rather quiet voice, running her hand through her hair follicles as her head slowly rises to Henry. He is still standing with a truly furious face amidst the policemen who are trying to restrain him , Clara shouts at him, "Calm down, please! PLEASE SIT DOWN " tries to push him away with her whole body, but his heavy breathing rises with every breath. His hand is clenched around the few strands of his daughter's hair that he yanked out a minute ago, and he says, his eyes filled with rage, "Is this what your mother taught you?! You fool!"
"What are you saying all of a sudden! What does Nora have to do with what's happening now!" Isabella exclaims, still holding Elizabeth, her whole body trembling as if she's looking at a completely new person , His eyes are fixed on his daughter, a mixture of disgust and contempt erupting from his expression like a volcano " Shut up" he said suddenly without looking away from Elizabeth..
The young girl's gaze shifted between him and Jack that happen to be very still now, noticing signs of shock on his face as he stepped forward and stood between her and her father, his anger seeping in and breaking the air despite his steady voice. "I knew you were despicable, but I didn't know you were this despicable, Mr. Henry... Sit down!"
At that moment, she had already stood up with Isabella's help to whisper, "Let's go." She looked at Henry with an expression that was not easily broken, despite the pain in her body that screamed at her to look at him with any kind of hatred, but she was content to walk away, ignoring his voice that rose " STOP RIGHT THERE " with every step she took until her foot finally touched the threshold of a door...
As soon as she moved, her eyes met those of her friends standing outside; they had completely forgotten what they were doing the moment they saw her.
"Elizabeth!!" Emma gasps, suddenly leaving her mother's embrace and rushing towards her in complete shock and concern. Everyone's attention is drawn to her, including Lucas, whose eyebrows both rise. "Wooooooow, what happened?!" He looks at her disheveled hair...
"What do you think?" she tells them with a slight annoyance that now appears, as she focuses and notices that Emma's mother and brother are looking at her with wide eyes...
"Damn it!" Emma's brother curses under his breath as his mother on the other side run to her and holds her in a tight, rib-crushing hug "What happened to you too?!" Isabella follows closely behind, looking at the small group..
"I must be in a nightmare," whispers, as if talking to herself, as if she is still trying to comprehend what she saw inside.
"You look like you just stepped out of a wrestling ring! What did you expect?" Lucas muttered, crossing his arms in utter bewilderment as he watched her crash into Emma's mother arm.