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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 62

My temples were throbbing. After comforting Monique, I left the interrogation room. Josiah was waiting for me in the hall. He spotted me and approached me. He asked, "Is she okay?"

"How many years will she be sentenced if she's convicted?" I questioned with a heavy heart. I was having a migraine.

"Either fifteen years of imprisonment, lifetime imprisonment, or a death penalty. It depends on the amount of methamphetamine that was found. The bigger the amount, the heavier the penalty," Josiah replied after leaving the police station with me.

My head was buzzing and my visions blurred. Andrea was cruel. She had ruined Monique's life with a bar.

"Don't worry, the police are still investigating. There's still hope." Josiah helped me to the rest area and comforted me.

I grabbed him and stared at him. "What hope?"

"She'll be released if the police find out that she’s not involved. Also, they ran a test and it proved she was not taking methamphetamine. Her wardrobe is in the bar, so it's possible that someone had planted it. After the police find the person who messed with her wardrobe, it would be less likely for her to be the culprit."

"That's right. We should check the bar's surveillance cameras!" I stood up abruptly and wanted to rush to Telepathy Bar.

However, Josiah grabbed me. He seemed a little helpless and explained, "The police thought of the same thing too. You should worry about someone meddling with the surveillance cameras."

My brows twitch at his words. I yanked at my hair irritably and stared at Josiah, saying, "You should leave, I need to be on my own."

Josiah wanted to speak but he paused when he saw that I was annoyed. He then reminded me, "Call me if you need me."

He left after that.

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