From the moment I walked into the room, I spotted him, but his face... it was the same one Hannah had captured on her camera at the airport just two days ago.
When I softly called out "Jerome," his eyes narrowed sharply, fixating on me with a steely gaze.
I looked at him, a teasing smirk playing on my lips, and said coolly, "You think a new face can fool me, Jerome? No matter the disguise, you can't hide. You've been out too often; you really think the police wouldn't notice?"
His expression was odd, his pupils constricted, yet his face remained eerily motionless.
"I knew it was you the second I saw you at the airport," I said with mock gravity.
Jasper, who was desperately holding onto a struggling Jessica, glowered at me and spat, "Aaliyah, you'd better keep your mouth shut!"
"Oh... is that a threat?" I locked eyes with Jasper. "You’ve finally dropped the act, Jesper."
My plan wasn't just about riling up Jerome; it was about infuriating the Dawsons. Only by sowing seeds of resentment among them could they possibly become even more foolish.
"My silence is irrelevant; after all, the police don't take orders from me!"
Jaylan grabbed my arm with vicious fury, glaring at me with pure rage. Hannah, who was right behind me, stepped forward, but before she could intervene, Jerome's voice cut through, "Let her speak."
Jaylan, seething with anger, violently released my arm. I stumbled to one side, regained my balance, and brushed over the spot where he had grabbed. Then, I shifted my gaze back to Jerome, our eyes meeting once again.
"Jerome, don't you think that Hazel lying here today is your doing?" I took a step towards him. "As the eldest of the Dawsons, your conduct has been disgraceful, leading your siblings astray. You believed a nanny's slanders and killed your own flesh and blood, causing Hazel to take her own life, while you just walked away. Do you really think you can escape?"
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