Chapter 652

Scarlet weighed her options and realized the best choice would be to tell the truth. She could easily deal with the raging Maurice if she repeated Felicia's speculations. But she didn't. Instead, she smiled, her expression blossoming with mischief. She said slowly, "Unless my boss gives the go-ahead, I can't just spout nonsense. Besides, just because someone is a suspect doesn't mean they're the real culprit. My boss would never approve of handling things your way." Scarlet's words hit Maurice's sour spot. "Mr. Glovers, you and my boss are not the same kind of people. Wouldn't you agree?" Maurice's face fell. His finger twitched, and the safety clicked off, landing on the trigger. Just then, a hand reached out and covered the gun muzzle. A moment later, the gun's direction shifted. Now, it was aimed at Felicia. And the one who moved it? Felicia herself. She was awake. Her face was ashen, her lips devoid of color. She was so weak that she had to lean against the car for support.