Chapter 668: 221: Peeling silk from the cocoon, key evidence! _2
The others in the interrogation room were also astounded.
Who would believe, if not for seeing with their own eyes, that a girl of only seventeen or eighteen would have such audacity!
Viola Thompson looked at Afra Gracen, then asked, “How long have you known James? How did you two meet?”
But it made people shudder, especially Afra Gracen. She had mixed with all sorts of people in the nightlife scene, but she had never seen anyone quite like Viola.
She appeared young, was still quite beautiful, and didn’t show any aggressiveness. But somehow, she put people on edge, and they dared not look her in the eyes.
It was as if nothing could escape her scrutiny.
The atmosphere became tense for a moment.
Faced with Viola’s question, Afra answered honestly, “I met James half a month ago. He was my client at the time. After that encounter, he came looking for me every day. He said he wanted to provide for me, told me his real daughter was very capable, owned a car and a house in Capital City. At first, I didn’t believe him. But a week ago, he took me to his daughter’s house. Then the next day, we got registered…”
Viola Thompson nodded slightly. “Where were you when James got into trouble? Who can vouch for you?”
“That night I was entertaining a client…”
Viola Thompson frowned slightly, interrupting Afra’s unfinished sentence. “Didn’t you say you were registered with James?”
“Yes, we did register, but he wasn’t capable…in that respect.” Afra blushed a little here. “I’m only thirty this year. I can’t become a widow… We only finished around twelve, and when I came back, I saw that our home had already been cordoned off by the police. That’s when I found out James had been murdered!”
“Young lady, you have to believe me, I had nothing to do with this! I just got registered with James, and was planning to share his assets! Who could have known he would be killed!”
After saying this, Afra continued, “Young lady, do you have any other questions?”
She was afraid that if her answers were not satisfactory, the police station would carry out a thorough investigation on her.
If her family in her hometown knew about what she was doing in the city, she wouldn’t be able to face anyone!
“How has Sophie Cooper been treating you these days?” Viola then asked.
“Sophie Cooper? Are you talking about James’s daughter?” asked Afra.
Viola Thompson nodded slightly.
Afra said, “She was okay, albeit a little eccentric. But I could tell that Sophie looked down on me. On the first day that James and I moved in, Sophie started a big quarrel with us! She wanted to kick me and her dad out, but then Sophie’s big star brother came. He even took a kitchen knife, saying he wanted to kill James!”
As she spoke, it was as if Afra suddenly recalled something. She continued, “I initially thought that Sophie would join her star brother in driving us out. But to my surprise, Sophie had a change of heart and pleaded with her star brother not to trouble James. She even snatched the knife from her brother’s hand. It was from that day that Sophie’s attitude towards James changed, at least, she didn’t try to drive us out anymore! I thought we could finally have some good days ahead, but who would’ve thought, James was eventually murdered!”
Afra’s words seemed unimportant, but they provided a crucial piece of information.
That is, why did Sylvia Thompson’s attitude towards James suddenly take a huge 180° turn?
Given Sylvia Thompson’s character, how could she tolerate living with James?
She had a backup plan.
Viola Thompson’s eyes narrowed slightly, “So you mean to say that since that day, you and Sophie Cooper were living together, peacefully?”
“Yes.” Afra nodded, “That’s why I said, Sophie is a bit strange, her thoughts are kind of hard to figure out.”
She initially thought their shared living would be chaotic.
After all, from the very beginning, Sylvia wasn’t planning on letting them move in.
To her surprise, Sylvia didn’t trouble them any further.
Even James was surprised.
“When did you guys move in?”
Afra thought for a moment. “It was a Wednesday.”
Viola calmly said: “So you’re saying, you only lived together for just three days, and then James had an accident?”