Alcohol was indeed a harmful substance, but it was definitely not an excuse for one's mistakes.
Adrienne swore in her heart to not consume any more alcohol in the future. She definitely did not want to let alcohol ruin her life.
If she woke up to an unfamiliar man the next day after drinking, Jefferson would definitely skin her alive.
At that thought, she shivered with fear... She glanced at Jefferson secretly. Fortunately, he wasn't looking at her at the moment.
The issue with Freddy was grave. There was no way to explain it all clearly.
Jefferson said that Freddy might not have done anything wrong to Freya, but it was still a fact that Freddy had woken up to a naked woman beside him. A naked man and woman waking up in the same bed. The situation was clear-cut. Even a fool would not believe it if Freddy were to say that nothing had happened between them the night before.
Adrienne quickly applied her medical knowledge. "Generally speaking, when men are drunk, they can't get erections. We can't rule out the possibility that the woman had laid a trap and lured him into it. If that was so, Freddy's innocence may be proved. However, even in that case, he is not completely innocent either. He didn't look out for his own safety. He let the woman take advantage of the situation and hurt Freya so deeply."
"Anyway, no matter what, Freddy is the one in the wrong." Jefferson said. When Freddy had told him about it, he had already given him a harsh reprimanding. He had also brought up the points that Adrienne did. Nonetheless, when facing Adrienne, Jefferson thought it was wise to show her that he knew Freddy was at fault. Otherwise, she might use it against him in their future arguments.
Jefferson expected Adrienne to roll her eyes at him once she heard what he had to say, and she really did. She then said, "Jefferson, there's no way that it isn't Freddy's fault. What if someday you ended up sleeping with another woman? Are you going to come to me and blame me for not satisfying you?"
"That's not what I meant." Jefferson asked.
Adrienne fired back with another question, "What did you mean then?"
If they continued bickering in that vein, things would've devolved into a full- fledged argument before Jefferson and Adrienne could even solve the issue between Freddy and Freya. Jefferson immediately made a gesture of surrender and changed the topic. "What's your take on Freddy's matter then?"
Adrienne had indeed thought of a possibility. She said, "I think it is very likely that someone had deliberately set up a trap to frame him."
Jefferson stared at her and nodded her in praise, "What's next then?"
Adrienne continued, "Freddy and Freya's business developed relatively quickly over the past two years. Word is that some of their competitors want to crush them. We can't rule out the possibility of such a party using such an underhanded method against them."
Jefferson nodded again. "You're right. That's possible too, but do you have any other speculations?"
Adrienne touched her forehead and said seriously, "I can't think of anything else for the time being."
"Do you still remember what happened to Quill?" Jefferson reminded her.
When Jefferson mentioned
Quill, Adrienne widened her eyes in surprise instantly, as if she had encountered a breakthrough. "Do you mean that they've already started targeting our friends?"
Jefferson's lips curled into a slight smile as he praised her, "I see that you're not too slow after all."
Adrienne clenched her fists and her eyes were glinted with frostiness. "Those people hurt my parents and my colleagues, and now they are targeting our friends. Jefferson, we can't just sit around and wait for them to execute their plans on us. We must find a way to get the upper hand."
Jefferson caressed her head and answered, "Okay, I got it."
Jefferson wasn't anxious at all, as he already had some clues to the matter. His informant had given him two useful clues. Over the next two days, he would be able to confirm something. Then, he would be able to find out who the murderer was.
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