Meanwhile, in a mansion on the outskirts, Winnie was pacing about restlessly and checking her phone for the time almost every other minute.
Yosef, on the contrary, could only lay on the couch, unable to move because both his arms were in a cast.
Argh! I hate Lucian Farwell! He could’ve hit me anywhere, yet he just had to break my arms… I can’t even use my phone or play cards now!
Upon seeing how uneasy his mother was, Yosef couldn’t help but sigh. “Mom, don’t you think you’re worrying unduly? You were so calm and steady at the police station… Why are you so scared now that you’re back?”
“You know nothing! I’m worried that whatever Roxanne’s mother left behind might contain evidence of our crimes!” Winnie fumed as she glared at her son.
For a moment, Yosef was shocked, but he quickly
