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Branson as well.”
Meanwhile, Ronald had endured three days and three nights of relentless questioning at the detention center. The harsh lights glared down, tormenting both his mind and body.
But under the layers of pressure, he stood his ground.
As long as he thought of Sophia, as long as he thought of the lady who filled his thoughts day and night, the one he couldn’t get close to, he would endure it even if the sky collapsed.
At that moment, the interrogation room door swung open, and Cyrus strolled in with an indifferent expression.
In front of the suspects and criminals, he no longer resembled the affluent and noble Cyrus Taylor.
Instead, he had the demeanor of a gangster. Even people from the criminal underworld would address him with respect.
Cyrus yawned and casually pulled out a steel chair, sweeping his long legs as he sat down.
“Smith, make a cup of coffee for Mr. Branson to refresh him. The night has just begun.”
“Yes, Chief Taylor.”
Ronald sneered. He then asked through gritted teeth, “Chief Taylor, aren’t you tired of interrogating me every day?”
“No, not at all. I’m young and can endure it,” Cyrus replied with a mischievous smile.
“I’ve told you everything in the past two days. You can ask me all night, ask me a thousand times, and my answer will still be the same.”
Cyrus narrowed his eyes and coldly lifted the corner of his lips.
“We’ve covered the old questions. I’ll bring up something new.”
He placed the photos of the evidence in front of Ronald.
Ronald lowered his head and saw the platinum lily-shaped necklace in the pictures.
His body leaned forward as he attempted to control his expression. But the trembling muscles around his eyes exposed his fear.
“Do you recognize this necklace?”
Cyrus stared at him intently, tapping his fingertips on the table.
Ronald immediately denied it. His forehead broke out in a cold sweat as he said, “I don’t recognize it.”
“You don’t recognize your belongings?”
Cyrus mockingly chuckled.
“You meticulously wrapped it in fine silk and kept it in a pricey jewelry box, clearly indicating its importance to you. And now, you claim not to recognize it? Who do you think you’re fooling? Ghosts?”
“Did you search my house? You!” Ronald’s pupils trembled, and he clenched his fists. The handcuffs on him produced a grating sound.
“You’re a criminal, and I’m a cop. Isn’t it normal to search your house? Don’t you have any psychological preparation for that?”
Cyrus chuckled as he leaned back.
“I’ve looked into it. This necklace belonged to Sophia Kirkman. You stored her personal belongings carefully in your home. Your connection with Sophia seems unique.”
“I stole it. So what?” Ronald’s face turned pale as he clenched his teeth.
“I visited TS Network and found colleagues and directors you collaborated with over 20 years ago. I also spoke with actors who are still active on the screen. They all know you. They talked a lot about you and
Sophia. These are all testimonial evidence. They said you admired and pursued not Lyla but Sophia.”
Ronald’s sweat trickled down his face, and he uttered with resentment, “They don’t know a damn thing!”
“Not only that, they also mentioned that you seized every opportunity to get close to Sophia, providing her unwavering support. At that time, almost everyone knew that Sophia and Lyla were arch-enemies.
“Your house is adorned with Sophia’s pictures but lacking any of Lyla’s. Not a single Lyla movie is found on your computer. How could you claim to be Lyla’s fan?”
Cyrus’ gaze darkened as he added in a cold, harsh tone, “So the claim you made earlier about hating Lyla out of love for her is completely baseless.”
Ronald clenched his jaw, sneering, “Even if you find out, so what? I am indeed Sophia’s fan. I love her madly. I can do anything for her, including killing Lyla!”
Furious, Cyrus’s shoulders shook, and he yearned to crush Ronald’s despicable head.
“But when it comes to my relationship with Sophia… Well, there isn’t any. She has no ties to me. It’s all just my one-sided wish. I’m ready to do anything for her, even if it involves dying or killing. And she doesn’t have to be aware of any of it.”
Ronald’s audacious words stemmed from his confidence that being charged with intentional harm, the worst-case scenario would be attempted murder.
Jeremy and Lyla were unharmed, and even if the Taylor family wanted to go after him, there wasn’t much they could do.
Unfortunately, he failed to fulfill the task Sophia assigned to him.
Cyrus knew Ronald’s schemes well. His chest burned with intense anger, his eyes turning fiery red.
After a moment, he dismissed his subordinates and rose from his seat, turning off the recording.
equipment.
“Ronald, it’s just between us now. Let’s be frank.”
Cyrus walked casually inside the interrogation room. With his hands in his pockets, he sat on the table.
with a sarcastic look at Ronald.
“You willingly play the executioner for Sophia, sacrificing yourself for her, even willing to kill for her. That’s your choice. But if news of your extraordinary relationship with Sophia gets out, what would the medial think? What would Mr. Javier think when he hears it?”
He continued, “Everyone will believe Sophia sent you to attack Lyla. And Javier would suspect there’s something between you and Sophia. If that happens, you’ll end up in prison, but your old sweetheart…
How would she cope with that? Her reputation is already in shambles, but this will be the final blow.”
The first step to murder was to first destroy the soul.
That was what his younger sister, Alyssa, once told him.
Ronald was tense. His eyes were burning red from exhaustion. He stared at Cyrus while his handcuffs clinked.
“You’re a cop! Revealing case information to the media… That’s against the rules! I’ll report you!”
“Handling someone as vile and uncooperative as you sometimes calls for unconventional methods. Can you cooperate without them?”
Cyrus fearlessly raised his chin.
“Ronald, you’ve stirred up trouble with the whole Taylor family this time. You dare to harm Lyla Nelson. I’ll go to great lengths to make sure you and Sophia both suffer in hell!”
Panicking, Sophia looked around with a scattered gaze and stuttered, “That guy… He stole it! While I was filming, I left the necklace in the dressing room. When I came back, it was gone. He must have stolen it!”
“Is that so? Stolen and yet not sold. Instead, meticulously preserved until now?” Alyssa heard Sophia’s flawed story and couldn’t help but chuckle.
“He’s up to something. How would I know what he’s up to?” Aware that she might not outtalk the sharp- tongued Alyssa, Sophia chose to play the fool to the end.
Without concrete evidence, what could Alyssa do to her?
“To be honest, I had someone investigate TS Network. I found people who worked with Ronald back then. They all said that both of you were very close at the time. He never took money from you.
“He willingly played the role of your lackey, ensuring your safety and assisting you in every way. How could a man so infatuated with you, acting like a devoted fan, possibly steal from you?
“Even if he did steal it, it must have been out of admiration for you, Mrs. Walsh.”
Alyssa squinted, showing a mocking smile that gave Sophia chills.
Alyssa added, “He’s willing to do anything for you-including premeditated murder.”
“Alyssa! Shut up!” Sophia was drenched in cold sweat, her voice breaking.
The gazes of those around her gradually became skeptical and complex.
Javier regarded Sophia with a cool and lowered gaze, his icy stare concealed beneath his thick lashes.
