Meanwhile, in a mansion on the outskirts, Winnie was pacing about restlessly and checking her phone for the time almost every other minute.
Yosef, on the contrary, could only lay on the couch, unable to move because both his arms were in a cast.
Argh! I hate Lucian Farwell! He could've hit me anywhere, yet he just had to break my arms... I can't even use my phone or play cards now!
Upon seeing how uneasy his mother was, Yosef couldn't help but sigh. “Mom, don't you think you're worrying unduly? You were so calm and steady at the police station... Why are you so scared now that you're back?”
“You know nothing! I'm worried that whatever Roxanne's mother left behind might contain evidence of our crimes!” Winnie fumed as she glared at her son.
For a moment, Yosef was shocked, but he quickly got over it and grew cold as ice. “What evidence? That has nothing to do with me! I don't even remember having taken part in anything... You were the one responsible for poisoning Roxanne's mother to death.”
Needless to say, Winnie was furious at how her son was acting so frivolously.
Oh, the audacity! Does he not know what I've done for him? I only did what I did for him and his sister! That's it... It's time to lay my cards on the table!
“Oh, you were a part of it,” Winnie muttered as she fixed a steely gaze upon her son. “In fact, you were the one who carried out the deed.”
Yosef was so stunned at his mother's claims that he would've jumped from the couch if it weren't for his broken arms.
“Don't spout nonsense, Mom,” he retorted. “I was only five years old then, for goodness' sake. How would I have helped you murder someone at that age? You should turn yourself in if you're so scared!”
That, unfortunately, was the last straw for Winnie. Without a second thought, she rushed up to Yosef and slapped him hard across the cheek.
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