Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! novel Chapter 395

Clarice took a deep breath and held in the resentment in her heart. She showed a surprised look and asked, "Ms. Raines, what do you mean? Do you believe it was me who attacked you?"

Sydney didn't say anything.

Clarice shook her head repeatedly, "I didn't. I work for you and Mr. Cohen. How would I attack you? It doesn't make sense! Trust me, please! Mr. Cohen, I really didn't do that."

Hunter made a cold snort and did not say a word.

Seeing Hunter acting so indifferent, Clarice panicked.

"Mr. Cohen..." Clarice opened her mouth and muttered.

Clarice could see that Hunter was so disgusted with her that he wouldn't say a word to her, which made Clarice even more scared.

If Hunter was disgusted with her, he might have thrown a glance at her.

But now he wouldn't say a word to her. He wouldn't even glance at her.

Clarice began to regret it. She regretted that she had not been careful enough. Why hadn't she worn a mask when she met Jane? If she had worn a mask, even if Jane had betrayed her, they wouldn't have found out it was her, and Hunter wouldn't have gotten so sick of her that he completely ignored her. Clarice's hands were clenched together. She contemplated indignantly. Sydney spoke again, "Yes, I'm sure of it. It was you. I won't trust you again. Do you want to know how we found out about you? We had a painter, and the painter drew a portrait based on Jane's description of what the woman looked like. Then we showed Jane the portrait. She confirmed it was you. So we were pretty sure it was you who attacked me."

Clarice's eyes widened.

'So that was it! They had found out about me in that way!'

Clarice wasn't thorough enough after all!

"Ms. Raines, even though the portrait looks like me, a portrait..."

"Stop it. I know what you're trying to say." Sydney raised her hand and interrupted Clarice.

Sydney curled her lips sarcastically and went on, "You're trying to say that a portrait isn't enough to be evidence, and that Jane could have set you up and had the painter draw your face on purpose. That's what you think, isn't it?"

"I..." Clarice's face changed color. She couldn't say anything. Apparently, Sydney had hit the nail on the head.

Sydney continued indifferently, "It's okay. Besides the portrait, I have the most crucial evidence. After you attacked me, you went to Jane's home and stayed there for a long time. You must have left fingerprints in her home. Although it is not easy to find, if I pay someone to go to Jane's home to search for it, inch by inch. Do you think we will find your fingerprints?" "Sydney is right. If we find your fingerprints at Jane's home, it will prove Jane is telling the truth. You attacked Sydney and made Jane the scapegoat." Hunter rubbed his chin in agreement.

Clarice's face immediately turned pale. She remembered that when she was at Jane's home, she had taken her gloves off. The gloves were stained with Sydney's blood, so Clarice took them off and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. Her hands had touched many spots in the bathroom, so there must have been her fingerprints in the bathroom.

Thinking about this, Clarice started trembling. She looked so scared.

Hunter spoke in a chill voice, "It looks like you admitted it. Tell us! Why did you betray us? Why did you attack Sydney?"

"Didn't you just hear Jane say that Clarice attacked me because she thought I was a threat to her identity?" Sydney said.

Hunter frowned, "Her identity? What identity does she have? Did she think you were going to steal her 'Denna's identity'?"