Henry's face darkened, as if it was about to rain. He irritably smoked a cigarette and asked, "Who told you that your daughter was killed by Sara?"
Gwen, on the other hand, had already fallen into her own world. She kept mumbling to herself non-stop, speaking of Warner. Everyone present could not understand her.
Sara gently pursed her lips and said, ". Aunty, listen to my explanation. I didn't hire a murderer. Warner's death has nothing to do with me. You can rest assured that the police will definitely investigate the matter thoroughly..."
Gwen said sharply, "Don't try to quibble! It's you! It's you! Sara, come here! Come here!"
Her shrill voice made people's back numb. The psychologist on the other side waved to Henry and whispered, "Now the emotions of the victim's family are extremely unstable. The suspect may be attacked in the past..."
Sara looked at Gwen's red face full of tears and gently bit her lips. She took a step forward, but was pulled back by Henry.