Chapter 632

Kendra’s eyes flickered.

She glanced away and responded, “I think I saw something about it online, but I can’t recall much.

Why do you ask?”

Lindsey arched an eyebrow and went on, “There was also a car crash at the airport two days ago.

A woman crashed into a car and died.

Have you heard about that?”

Kendra’s face tensed, and her heart skipped a beat.

She stared at Lindsey, realizing the implications.

Lindsey’s questions suggested her suspicions.

But without concrete evidence, Lindsey’s suspicions were pointless.

Kendra knew as long as she denied everything, Lindsey couldn’t touch her.

Kendra eased her expression and responded, “I haven’t heard about any car accident.

But, why are you asking?”

Lindsey, with a slight smile, strolled to the table and poured a glass of water.

She took a sip and began, “I found out that the woman who killed herself was Marisa Carson.

She’s the one behind that arson.

She did it for her sick child, but nothing was actually stolen from the accident site.

If she was desperate enough to do that, it must mean someone offered her a big reward, maybe cash or something else.

That person is the true criminal behind the fire, right, Kendra?”

Kendra felt a lump in her throat and her fingers went numb.

She hadn’t expected Lindsey to piece it all together so accurately.

“Why are you telling me this? I didn’t tell her to do any of that!” she exclaimed, quickly downing her drink in one go.

Lindsey watched Kendra panic yet deny everything, fighting back a laugh.

She had anticipated this.

Gazing at Kendra, Lindsey’s voice turned icy.

“If she was so determined to save her child, why would she suddenly kill herself? Unless, the one behind this promised to take care of her child in return for her taking the blame by committing suicide.

”

Kendra’s anxiety grew.

Her hand shook as she held her glass, but she knew she couldn’t show weakness in front of Lindsey.

Striving for composure, she looked at Lindsey and asked, “What are you trying to say?”

Lindsey smiled softly and said, “You know, I could’ve figured that out myself, no need for the police.

They’re already searching for the kid, aren’t they? Find the kid, and we find the mastermind.

Kendra, ever wonder how long they’d lock this mastermind up?”

As she spoke, Lindsey couldn’t help but Laugh.

“Maybe she’ll end up sharing a cell with Shelia.

My sister won’t be lonely anymore.

”

“Lindsey Stewart!” Kendra’s anger boiled over.

In a fit of rage, she slammed her glass onto the table, shattering it.

As the shards pierced her hand, Kendra’s anger turned to pain.

Lindsey smirked.

“If you’re innocent, why so defensive as if you are guilty?”

“I… I’m not guilty of anything,” Kendra retorted, hiding her injured hand.

Her voice trembled, betraying her inner turmoil Desperate to change the subject, she said, “Lindsey, I’ve been thinking.

Shelia messed up, sure.

She’s young, didn’t think things through.

But she’s sorry now.

You know, she’s your step-sister.

Any chance you could drop the lawsuit? For old times’ sake?”

Lindsey’s response was frosty.

“For old times’ sake? I feel nothing but hatred for her.

Like I’ve said, Kendra, if you don’t want your actions exposed, better not do them in the first place.

There’s always a trail, unless… you can eliminate the problem at its source!”

Her voice rose at the end, as if taunting Kendra’s inability to do so.

Then, she stormed out.

The moment the door shut, Kendra collapsed onto the sofa, her body shaking.

Was Lindsey telling the truth? Had the police pieced it together and started searching for the child in secret?