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Chapter 437

Chapter 437 I Was the One Who Killed the Person

A sharp pain seized my heart, as if my breath had stopped. I lifted my leg to walk towards him, but before I could take a step, my wrist was grabbed.

It was Ezra.

He gripped my hand tightly, provocatively staring at Walter, a smirk playing on his lips, "Mr. Hinton, it's not nice to call my fiancée in front of me, is it?"

I frowned, when did I become his fiancée?

Walter didn't look at him, his gaze still fixed on me.

After a long while, he still said the same sentence, "Tabatha, come here." Just a few seconds later, he added, "Let's go home."

Just a few short words, and I found my nose tingling for a moment, tears falling uncontrollably.

Looking at Ezra, I pursed my lips, my voice hoarse as I said, "I want to have a few words with him." Not waiting for his rebuttal, I gripped the curved knife in my hand tightly, my voice hoarse as I said, "You can disagree, but the only thing you can take away today is my corpse."

He furrowed his brows, his thin lips tightly pressed together. Catching sight of the curved knife in my hand, he slightly squinted his dark eyes. After a long while, he let go of me, lowered his gaze and warned in a hushed voice, "Tabatha, go and come back quickly, or I will leave Elliott with no body to bury."

I was stunned, staring blankly at him. He pursed his lips, his thin lips

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slightly parting as he said, "I've already planted a timed bomb on him. If I'm not pleased, even if he's dead, he'll still be blown to pieces. You won't even be able to take his remains."

I was shaking with anger, replaceing this person utterly despicable. It turned out, he had prepared everything and never intended to let me save Elliott from the beginning to the end. Suppressing the resentment in my heart, I almost squeezed out a word through gritted teeth, "Fine!"

Hearing my answer, he smiled satisfactorily, saying, "Go ahead."

Approaching Walter, it was only a few short steps, but I found it exceptionally difficult. We had been separated by the open sea for several months. He had become thin and haggard, his originally handsome and clear-cut face was now even more gaunt and distinct.

I had imagined countless scenarios of meeting again, but I never thought it would be such a meeting, filled with sadness and despair.

He stood in front of me, looking at me, handsome and clear, his handsome brows slightly furrowed. After a long time, he spoke, his voice hoarse and restrained, "Tabatha, let's go home."

A lump formed in my throat, choking me to the point where I couldn't speak for a moment. I thought he would confront me about Elliott's death, but he...

Shielding me behind him, Walter returned to his usual cold demeanor, looking at Ezra. He didn't speak, instead it was Stanley, gun pointed at Ezra, who said, "Daniel, a life has been taken on your turf. As a police officer, I demand you come with us to assist with the investigation."

Ezra didn't speak, but looked at me, raising an eyebrow and curling his

lips, "Tabatha, have you finished speaking?"

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He fiddled with the controller in his hand, but didn't say a word afterwards.

I understood what he meant, my heart sank. I looked at Stanley and said, "Officer Lu, I killed the man."

Stanley gasped, looking at me in shock.

Walter also silently stared at me, his dark eyes harboring an inscrutable, gloomy expression.

"Ms. Conner." Stanley frowned, his tone full of confusion, wondering why I was speaking up for Ezra at this time.

I knew, they intended to use the current opportunity as an excuse to bring Ezra back for investigation, but they simply couldn't take Ezra away. Not to mention that this was Ezra's territory, but just considering what happened today, it was a trap set by Ezra long ago. He had prepared everything and was just waiting for Walter to come.

I wasn't sure what other outrageous things Ezra might do if a fight was forced, besides using Elliott's body to make a statement.

So many people had already died, I didn't want Walter and Stanley to lose their lives here as well.

Looking at Stanley, I abruptly thrust my hands in front of him, loudly declaring, "I killed the man, I confess."

Stanley frowned, didn't say much, and continued to look at Ezra. He held a gun in his hand, his voice still steady, "Daniel, you have to come with us.