Sister, look at him!

Chapter 389 When the Rose Withers 12

Serinda finished her words and confirmed what the witness said, but it still couldn't prove that Elena's death was related to Carol.

"Carol went out with Goya and Paul that day. Go and ask them to come over," Mrs. Perry instructed Anne.

Anne took immediate action, walked out along the wall, and came back with Goya and Paul. On the way, she told them the reason why she was looking for them.

Goya first politely greeted everyone present, and then slowly recounted what happened that day.

"London has been a bit uneasy lately, and Madam is afraid that something bad will happen to Miss Carol again, so she won't let her go out. Miss has been bored at home for a few days and wants to go out for some fresh air, so she asked me to go shopping with her. She's not going anywhere, just to get some fresh air."

Goya had a guilty look on his face. "It's Goya's fault. Goya agreed to the lady's request and took her out."

Harold repeated to Goya what the witness and Serinda had just said. Goya was a little confused. "Goya doesn't know."

Carol spoke at the right time, "Goya and Paul were both out shopping, and I was waiting alone in the carriage. After Goya and the others came back, we went to the dye shop, which was very close to the East District, and there were many patrolling police officers nearby."

At this point, Goya understood and nodded. "Well, that place is too close to the East District. I was afraid that Miss Carol would be in danger, so I asked Paul to stay to protect her."

Officer Harold asked Paul again, "Tell me."

Paul told the truth, "Goya hasn't come back yet, and Miss Carol asked me to go check on Goya to see if he had too many things to carry. I saw many patrolling police officers nearby, so I left Miss Carol alone in the carriage."

It was Carol's turn to speak again.

Carol's face was as pale as paper, and everyone attributed it to her illness.

"I was sitting in a carriage, and I saw a man who looked very much like Dr. Charles going to the East District. I heard from the servants at home that the East District is in turmoil. Even though I knew that Dr. Charles was doing free clinics in the East District, as a friend, I still felt that I had an obligation to remind him again."

Carol coughed lightly twice, and Anne quickly handed her some warm tea, her eyes full of heartache.

Carol took two sips of water and continued, "When I got closer, I realized it wasn't Dr. Charles. I was mistaken. When I was about to leave, I ran into Mr. Grant, so I stopped and started chatting with him."

She chose her words carefully. "We have met once before. At that time, Mr. Capet was there too. The three of us had a very pleasant chat. This time I met Mr. Grant again. We talked a lot. By the time I realized what was happening, a lot of time had passed."

She was very careful with her words and didn't say what they talked about, only that they chatted for a while.

"Mr. Grant then offered to take me home, but I declined and watched him leave. As soon as he left, Goya found me, and I got back in the carriage with Goya and went home."

"The weather was bad that day, and Carol had just recovered from a serious illness and was still wearing thin clothes. She must have had a fever because she stood and talked with Mr. Grant for so long." Mrs. Perry did not mention at all that Carol had a fever because of fright.

Edwin heard about Carol's illness from Charles, but he didn't say anything. What if Carol really just had a nightmare when she had a common fever? Didn't he also have terrible dreams when he was sick and couldn't wake up?

The timeline matches, and what was said and done matches the testimony of eyewitnesses.

Officer Harold thought for a moment and said, "We still lack Mr. Grant's testimony."

No one noticed that a blue butterfly in the garden outside the window flapped its wings and flew out of the mansion.

"I met Mr. Grant a few days ago," Mrs. Perry said, "at a banquet. I also talked to him for a few words. He said he was busy publishing new poems and was negotiating cooperation with a publishing house. He should be at the publishing house now."

Harold did not comment, but just asked his men to find someone.

The atmosphere in the living room was terribly depressing.

Zane was sitting very close to Carol, and there was nothing blocking their way. He could clearly see Carol's hands twisted nervously on her legs, and her eyes flickered with evasion.

She is lying.

Zane, who has seen countless people, made this conclusion.

There was no reason why Harold couldn't see that.

Zane stood up, walked around casually, and came to Harold's side.

From Harold's angle, Carol was slightly sideways, and her body was somewhat blocked by Mrs. Perry and the decorative bouquet. Anne would pour her tea from time to time and show concern for her health, which blocked her even more.

No wonder.

Zane admired Carol even more.

Although dodder flowers are beautiful, they also have a unique flavor because of their thorns.

He bowed slightly. "Excuse me, officer."

Harold saw what Zane had deliberately revealed in his pocket and understood what he meant.

Zane went out, took out a cigarette, hesitated for a moment, thought of Carol's illness that had not yet recovered, put the cigarette back, and returned the same way.

Harold was a little surprised to see Zane act so quickly, but he knew better than to ask any more questions.

Zane is the future heir to the Duke. It's good enough that they are willing to give him face and tell him when they want to go out for a cigarette. He can't be so arrogant.

The crowd didn't have to wait long before Timothy arrived.

Harold's men said they met him on the road.

Timothy was very steady. He held a bunch of white hyacinths in his arms and a gift box in his hands. He explained calmly.

"I talked to Miss Crane for quite a while when I met her a few days ago. Today when I went to the publishing house, I heard that Mrs. Perry's niece was ill. I thought it might be because I talked to Miss Crane for too long in the cold wind that day. I felt very sorry, so I came to visit her."

As he spoke, he handed over the hyacinth and gift box in his hand.

Mrs. Perry's face became even uglier. Giving flowers to an unmarried lady...

What is Timothy thinking?

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In the end, Elena's death was said to be caused by extremists in the East District. After all, they couldn't imagine that such a cruel method was done by a weak lady like Carol.

Just when he thought he could live a peaceful life for a few more days, Zane proposed to Mrs. Perry to marry Carol.

Mrs. Perry was confused, Edwin was confused, and Carol was confused too.

Edwin told this to his only good friend of the same sex, "Charles, what should we do?"

Okay, now Charles was also confused.

He was puzzled. “Why would he do this?”

Even though he didn't care about the gossip, he knew that Mrs. Perry and Hilda wanted Carol to be with Edwin, not Zane.

And Zane is much older than Carol.

Carol didn't seem to be more than 20 years old, but Zane was already in his early 30s.

Soon, Charles thought of Mrs. Perry again, who also married an octogenarian aristocrat in her prime years.

He couldn't guess what Mrs. Perry was thinking.

So I could only ask about my friend's mood, "Are you okay Edwin?"