CHAPTER 71Greek's house, New York."I did hate him, but that doesn't mean I killed him."Veronica clearly did not accept it when a secretary accused her of being the mastermind of her own husband's death. It made no sense to her.But Rose also repeatedly said that she received threatening messages sent by Veronica. She could even prove her point with successive messages asking her to poison Mr. Rich Greek or else her life would suffer."But these messages were sent through your cell phone, Madam," Nicholas snapped."I've told you several times, I never sent him such messages," Veronica screeched. She was now sitting on the sofa with her two bodyguards at the back, while Nicholas interrogated her.The broad-shouldered detective had also contacted Noel and asked him to come immediately with a police officer from his team to arrest the two women."Didn't all the property and inheritance rights go to you after your husband's death?" Nicholas asked suspiciously. His eyes also scrutinized

CHAPTER 73Alicia's flat, New York."You should at least eat something to keep from getting sick, Alicia."Another long sigh ended Brittany's words, which Alicia took for granted. The girl remained silent, curled up under her blanket and staring at the large window in front of her with a sad look. The blue irises no longer glowed. Only sadness and deep sorrow emanated from her dim eyes. Her eyes that were puffy from not being able to stop crying also made her state look alarming."It's been three days since you've been silent like this. You know, you're starting to worry me, Alicia," Brittany said again. She then placed a bowl of homemade carrot soup on the nightstand. "I told Ace and he's going back to New York today."Alicia furrowed her brow and turned around. "You told him?"And the blonde haired girl just shrugged her shoulders indifferently. "I can't keep seeing you like this." Brittany's brown eyes glanced briefly at the soup bowl on the nightstand before returning to Alicia. "

CHAPTER 75New York City police station."I told you that I know nothing!"Nicholas was forced to hear that sentence repeatedly from Mrs. Veronica's mouth during his second investigation. The woman with the distinctive characteristic of rolling her hair back was still arguing and reluctant to admit her closeness to the first victim--Natalie Heele.Her attitude, which is considered uncooperative and seems haughty, really makes Nicholas have to hold his nerves. If there were no ethics and manners in this world, he could have immediately doused the arrogant woman sitting in front of him with the hot coffee that Noel had kept on his desk earlier."I will repeat this question for the last time and this time...," Nicholas gave the woman a sharp look. "Answer my question honestly!" Mrs. Veronica visibly snorted in annoyance at the threat, before she finally chose to turn her face away from Nicholas. Avoiding the intimidating gaze the detective was giving her. "Do you know a woman named Natal

CHAPTER 77Golden University, New York."Milles said that she saw someone stalking Mrs. Portman that night."Alicia gulped and crossed her arms over her chest as soon as she heard Brittany's words. "So someone's been following her all this time," Alicia said. " His movements were well-planned."Brittany took a sip of her vanilla latte, which was still steaming hot, before continuing, "But who would dare follow her on campus? You know that our campus has high security, right?"Alicia gave a short mumble. Brittany was right, she thought. "Maybe he's using someone on campus." She then looked at Brittany; asking for approval. "Someone who can get in and out without being suspected. His face and fingerprints are also recognized on the security system.""Could it be the staff and faculty?" Brittany then shook her head in despair. "If so, there are a lot of possibilities. We have dozens of faculty and staff on campus that we can't possibly check individually, Alicia."And the dark-haired gir

CHAPTER 79Golden University, New York.The wind that had been blowing through the oak trees around the university's garden seats was now beginning to break through the pores of Alicia's skin. The fair-skinned girl had been sitting there alone since her last class ended about an hour ago. Her blue, dim eyes were just staring ahead, though her mind was nowhere to be seen.She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as she closed her eyes. It had been a week since Mrs. Portman's passing from her life, but the grief was still there. So real.Her relationship with Mrs. Portman was quick. She was a caring, nurturing lecturer who helped her with many things that Alicia couldn't figure out on her own. In just a short time, Alicia became like a sister to Mrs. Portman. And the woman's death has a bit of a psychological effect on Alicia, who has lost many times. If only she hadn't died. That's what Alicia had always regretted, until now.As soon as she opened her eyes, Alicia was surprised by the