Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

So, for the time being, the police could only release her.

As she stepped out of the police station, Aunt Zhang took a deep breath.

Everything was under her control.

She had no regrets about accidentally killing Olivia Cooper.

At least.

She had removed a major threat for Sylvia Thompson.

If James were still alive.

He would definitely cause trouble for Sylvia.

Sylvia is now a wealthy young lady, who has everything she wants.

But scum like James, in order to achieve his goals, would stop at nothing.

Her life was already ruined by James.

But not her daughter’s.

Even though she felt relieved internally, Aunt Zhang still pretended to be very sorrowful.

Aunt Zhang was taken back to the urban village by the police car.

Upon hearing of Aunt Zhang’s return, the villagers all came over to comfort her.

“Olivia’s mom, Olivia is now gone, you must suppress your sorrow!”

Aunt Zhang was inconsolable.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and she lost her voice from crying so much.

The local TV station learned about this and immediately sent a reporter to interview her.

“Hello everyone, I’m Penelope Trump, reporter from Sinian 1st Channel. I am right now at the urban village where Olivia lived.”

“If you walk further, there lies Olivia’s home.”

Penelope immediately grabbed a villager for an interview, “Sir, I would like to ask if you are a resident of this village?”

“I am,” the man nodded his head.

Penelope continued, “Then did you know Olivia?”

“I knew her,” the villager’s eyes were red, “Olivia was a beautiful girl. We villagers all loved her very much. It’s such a pity… what happened to that poor child… James is not a human being! He must have been the one who killed her…”

Another villager joined in, “Comrade reporter, I tell you, you must do a good coverage of Olivia! We must make that bastard James pay!”

“Death penalty!”

“This man is a total scum, he not only beat his wife, but also beat his child…”

Many villagers squeezed in front of the camera, all speaking out against Olivia’s injustice.

The reporter then went to Olivia’s rental house.

In front of the camera, Aunt Zhang was sobbing uncontrollably, showing the scars on her body to the reporter, “These are all inflicted by him. He was always abusive towards me. But I didn’t expect him to lay a hand on my child! I would willingly exchange my life for my daughter’s!”

“Olivia, oh Olivia, come back!”

The news from Sinian 1st Channel was live.

This incident soon sparked public anger.

[This father is inhuman! He should be sentenced to death!]

[Beast!]

[Requesting higher authority to pay attention!]

[This poor mother looks so pitiful, being abused like this. Why didn’t she report to the police earlier?]

[I am heartbroken! I heard that the little girl suffered a lot before her death, there were many scars on her body, and she even got jabbed with a needle!]

[He’s worse than a beast.]

[This kind of person should go straight to hell.]

[Is there a channel to help this poor mom in any way?]

[It’s too pitiful!]

[…]

Many local residents came in long lines to the spot where the body was found to leave flowers.

And toys.

Barbie dolls, candy…

[May you travel well, child. There is no pain in paradise.]

[I’m sorry we had to get to know each other this way.]

A pregnant woman lit a candle, her eyes red, “Child, come to Aunt’s tummy. We’ll meet on October 23rd, okay? Mama will do anything to protect you, love you, and make you happily live out your life…”

Saying this, she burst into tears.

As a soon-to-be mom, she could not bare this kind of news.

Let alone, this is something that happened right next to her.

May all children in the world grow up healthy and happily.

On the other side.

The square.

Viola Thompson was leading Bread over.

She didn’t see the waiting figure in the square.

As usual, Bread walked happily to a statue because every time, Olivia would arrive before Viola. If she couldn’t be found in the square, then she must be hiding somewhere.

Like behind the statue.

But this time, Bread didn’t find Olivia behind the statue.

Bread was not dejected, but ran happily to a sturdy tree.

There was still no sign of Olivia.

Bread went on to the pedestrian street…

Sylvia was still nowhere to be found.

Bread ran to Viola and rubbed its small head against Viola’s arm.

As if asking, where did Sylvia go?

Viola also found it strange. She took out her phone and dialed Olivia’s number.