Chapter 480:

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Sara and Rorey walked out of the room.

Sara sat on the bench by the door, while Rorey had his back to her for a while.

Then Rorey turned around and looked at Sara with cold eyes full of hate.

“Sara, you’re really not going to let my mother go?”

“Why should I let her go?”.

Sara raised her eyebrows and looked at her with a faint smile.

A person who had committed many wrongs should be too ashamed to ask for mercy.

“She has been married to the Tang Family for over ten years and has cared for the Tang with all her heart.”

Sara laughed as if she had heard a great joke.

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“Rorey, have you forgotten how your mother married my father?”.

Sara kept up the smirk.

Rorey pursed his lips and looked away.

He didn’t dare look at Sara.

Sara teased, “Rorey, I think you do remember. You remember that your mother was able to marry my father because my mother passed away. Your mother ruined my family. So why should I let your mother go? I wish your mother would die and apologize to my mother first.”

Sara looked at Rorey with an expression as cold as December frost.

Rorey couldn’t help but feel afraid.

Sara was furious as if she was going to tear Rorey apart.

But Rorey plucked up her courage and defended her mother, “Sara, your mother’s death has nothing to do with mine. Your mother died because she was in poor health, what does that have to do with my mother?”.

Sara really wanted to argue with Rorey, but she thought Rorey would never feel guilty no matter what.

So Sara didn’t want to speak into the wind.

Sara took a deep breath and said casually, “Rorey, the heavens are watching your every move. You can’t deny what you did.”

After saying that, she got up and left.

He didn’t want to stay in the same space as Rorey. Thus, he felt that the air was so foul that he couldn’t breathe.

Rorey stared at Sara’s departing figure.

Her hands clenched tightly and her eyes were frighteningly mischievous.

“Sara, do you really think you can defeat me and my mother all by yourself? You are too naive. We’ll wait and see. The time will come when you will cry.”

In the living room, Jennie was calmly answering all the police’s questions, but her hands were covered with sweat.

However, she dared not relax even a little, fearing that the policeman might take advantage of her shortcomings.

He could not fail.

Any mistake could mean going to jail.

He had to get out of this one no matter what!

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