“Alright.”

Madeline followed behind the police officers in a dignified manner.

Brushing past Jeremy, she halted and questioned ironically, “This is your unbridled trust?”

The corner of her lips quirked prettily as she chuckled. The sight of her blossoming smile was reflected in Jeremy’s eyes. It reminded him of a blooming rose—beautiful, casual, and perhaps extraverted in its own way.

Yvonne’s eyes swam secretly with mirth as she watched the police bring Madeline away in their car.

Karen reverted to her energetic self as if the dark clouds had lifted. When she turned to see Jeremy making the move to leave, she immediately ran up to stop him.

“Now do you see her true colors, Jeremy? You can’t possibly yearn for such a woman, right? So what if we’ve framed and hurt her in the past? The Whitman family doesn’t owe her anything. She deserved it!”

The fact that she truly believed herself not to have done any wrong had Jermey’s brows knitting tightly.

Not wishing to deal with K