Chapter 1217 Evil Does Evil
Hazel responded, “Exactly. Let her report to the police if she wants to. They won’t suspect us since it has nothing to do with us,
“Even if she reported it, there will be people to handle it. Cases like this are hard to crack. Also, who can prove that she wasn’t willing?
“She is still dreaming of marrying a scion, after all. Alright, enough about this. Let’s delete our chat log. Vanny has been picked. We need to find new targets.”
All the investigators felt a chill run down their spines when these chat logs. synced to the display screen.
The girls who sat behind the glass hadn’t even graduated and were merely seniors in college. Yet, they were targeting girls both in person and online. before luring them to bars.
The investigators clenched their fists as they looked at those four young faces. They weren’t people who were trying to help out their juniors. They were practically demons!
Wynter wasn’t surprised at the revelation. She was merely confirming some of her suspicions. She had sensed something was off when she first saw these girls downstairs.
To proceed with prosecution, solid evidence was needed. Her suspicions weren’t enough.
“It’s time to ask them who exactly selected the targets and who those big shots are.” Wynter stood up, her side profile looking cold and composed.
Her efficiency was so remarkable that the investigators in her team felt a little. on edge.
The girls were still oblivious when they were taken from the rest area to the interrogation rooms. They were all separated into different rooms.
Adrina was visibly anxious as she glanced toward Hazel.
Compared to the other three girls, Hazel was the calmest.
From her perspective, Vanessa’s death had nothing to do with her. Vanessa
was just some Joner at school, someone who came from a poor family but acted high and mighty just because a few seniors liked her.
Who didn’t know what Vanessa thought? She wouldn’t admit that she was just after money but was more excited than anyone when invited to the bar. Yet, she acted all innocent and pure.
Jumping off a building was her own doing. Hazel didn’t understand why they had to suffer because of her.
Typically, the most anxious person would be the first to be interrogated . But Wynter had a different approach. Her focus was on Hazel.
Hazel didn’t take it seriously when she saw that it was Wynter who
approached. Being an experienced manipulator, she wasn’t fazed by such a young interrogator.
Wynter noticed Hazel’s attitude and smirked slightly. “I saw your posts on Instagram. It was interesting, especially your promotional pieces for the bar.
“Do you want to experience a scion’s life? Then you must visit this bar.‘ It’s well
-written.”
Hazel turned a shade paler with each word Wynter spoke.
Wynter raised an eyebrow. “Club Solstice paid you quite well, didn’t they?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just like recommending good places online,” Hazel explained. “I’ve recommended more than just that bar. I’ve also suggested some cafés in Hawford.”
Wynter rested her face on one hand, her beauty almost unreal.
“Hazel Walsh, you’ve portrayed yourself as a scion. You hitch rides for photos, flaunted when you’re at your friends‘ houses, yet you struggle to even afford meals each month.
“When your dad cuts back on your allowance, you question if he should even have had children in the first place if he can’t support them.
“Your dad is getting older. You were born in his later years. He works three jobs to put you through school, yet you act like a parasite. You are insatiable.”