Chapter 9

Jennifer's eyes watered, but she held her tears back. "Let me clean up first. It's a long story."

"Wait, I have something to ask you." Maxwell held onto her wrist, his grip too strong, causing Jennifer to furrow her brows in pain.

"Last night, the person you saved was Rachel's grandmother. She passed away when she was taken to the hospital. Jennifer, did you already know who she was?"

Maxwell's gaze was frigid, filled with suspicion and scrutiny.

Jennifer was astounded, her eyes widening in disbelief.

That old lady was Rachel's grandmother?

And from the way Maxwell was questioning her, it suggested that she had purposely murdered Rachel's grandmother under the guise of saving her, as a form of revenge against Rachel.

At that moment, Jennifer felt cold and hopeless. The agony eating up her heart now was worse than being misunderstood and accused by everyone.

Letting out a sneer, she didn't answer his question. Instead, she asked, "What do you want? Or rather, what does she want?