Chapter 1110

Belle was shaken to her core, but after a moment, she suddenly thought of something and quickly crawled up to Weston. Tugging at his trousers, she asked, “But why must I be the murderer? Why can’t I be the witness…?” She then tearfully begged, “Can you please let Nicole be the murderer and make me the witness instead?” Belle was not an idiot. Of course, she knew that playing different roles meant shouldering different consequences. She also knew that there was no way she could persuade Weston to change his plans, but she still had no desire to go to prison, even if only for a few years. “It’s not my decision,” Weston frowned. “Everything has been decided based on the motive and evidence. Don’t make things awkward for me.” He shoved her hands away as he spoke and got up to his feet. He pulled out a wet wipe nearby and wiped his trousers before hurling it into the bin. “There will be lawyers coming here later to inform you about what to do next,” he said. “Once everything is over, y