Chapter 445: Guilty Conscience

"You're right, those people may have been after George Flack, but have you ever considered that even if it was George Flack, you'd still be the prime suspect? Do I really need to spell it out for you?"

No need to spell it out, Mallia Mamet felt as though someone was jabbing her in the back. The needle seemed both fine and long, piercing into her very marrow, reminding her of her past follies at every moment.

Was she to bear this stigma forever because she'd made some poor choices? Mallia didn't know how to explain herself to the person before her. If she believed George's disappearance was related to her, then she truly had nothing to say.

"So, you think every disappearance is connected to me? Is that the logic here? I wanted to discuss this calmly with you, but if you keep on like this, then I really believe we can't communicate."