Warren did not even look at him and went straight to Stella.
âGet her!â
Stella stood up slowly. Warrenâs eyes were full of resentment when he looked at her.
It confused her.
âWhat happened?â
Ben was the first to react and stood in front of her.
âMr. Warren, whatâs going on?â
âGet out of my way! Drag that woman out!â Warren ordered, his voice still as cold.
https://novelebook.com/mr-ford-is-jealous-bd1969.html?dev=tl Ben raised his guard immediately.
âWhat exactly happened here, Mr. Warren?â
Seeing that he was in the way, Warren frowned.
âGet out of my way! Donât make me do the same thing to you!â
His men obviously outnumbered Benâs. Ben was a little confused.
âMr. Warren, I donât wish to disobey you, but I need to heed Mr. Fordâs orders. If you donât tell me what happened, Iâm afraid I canât let you take her...â
âThis woman poisoned Zack. She killed my great grandson. I want her to pay for it with her life!â
Hearing that, Ben widened his eyes at once and retorted instinctively.
âIt is impossible. There must be a mistake somewhere...â
After saying that, he looked at Stella. Stella stood up in shock.
âPoisoning?â Warren snorted when he saw her puzzled face.
âYour acting is rather good. Keep on pretending!â She calmed herself down and knitted her brows.
âShould I accept it when you slander me for no reason???â
âShut up!!!â
Warrenâs eyes burned with rage.
âYou are nothing but a vile sorceress! Weston even blocked the acid attack, but what did you do? You killed his son!â
âI did not.â
She took a deep breath, and her body was shaking.
âWhy do you identify me as the killer when you have no evidence whatsoever?â
He sneered. âOf course, there is. Itâs just that I have handed it over to the police. You just wait for your doom!â
While he said that, a group of police officers suddenly appeared behind him.
âMs. Sealey , you are being suspected of murder. Please come with us to help with the investigation.â
Everything happened so quickly that Ben had no time to react.
âMr. Warren, there must be a mistake . How could Mrs. Ford possibly...â Before he could finish, he realized that no one was listening to him, so he asked, âWhere is Mr. Ford?â
Warren swept a cold glance at him. âDonât think that he will come and rescue her. She killed his son!
He will never look at this ruthless woman again!â
She paled.
The police were already standing in front of her. âPlease cooperate, Ms. Sealey.â
She looked at them. Knowing they were ready to pin her down, she complied with the men in a hoarse voice.â Okay, I will go with you. âI believe you will have the truth...â
âCut the crap!â Warren shouted, âBring her away. She shall die for her sin!!! Stella, I want you to rot in jail for the rest of your life!â
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Stella sat quietly in the small room. She did not say much during the whole process, finding the situation somewhat ridiculous and ironic.
In fact, she had imagined herself being held in the lockup some time ago.
The only difference at that time was that she thought she would be charged with Westonâs murder, not Zacharyâs.
She smiled selfâdeprecatingly.
Right then, a lawyer came in. âMs. Sealey , what are you smiling at?â
She shook her head. âNothing. I just thought of something funny.â
The woman in front of her turned grave. âMs. Sealey. This is a very serious charge. I hope you will cooperate with me.â