Chapter 884: Do you know how your mom ended up in prison? 3 Chapter 884: Do you know how your mom ended up in prison? 3 Victoria Garcia hurried down to the lobby just as Alexander Mitchell’s car pulled up beside her.
Alexander Mitchell stepped out of the car, wearing a deep navy T-shirt paired with casual pants of the sa color sche. He looked sunny and handso; only now, the youthful, innocent smile on his face had matured into sothing more steady and composed.
Victoria walked over to greet him.
The street light in the neighborhood wasn’t particularly dim but neither was it too bright. Victoria was dressed in a white loose T-shirt and light grey casual pants, casual and holy, with her face clean and pure just like the ti when he fell for her.
“Alexander Mitchell, what did you an by what you said on the phone?” Victoria asked anxiously.
Alexander Mitchell looked at the figure not far from her and asked, “Is that person required to follow you around all the ti?”
“Yeah, because a lot has happened recently, so Arnold Johnson has been arranging soone to protect ,” Victoria replied.
Having heard her, Alexander Mitchell then said, “Let’s sit on that long bench over there and talk.”
Victoria nodded in agreent, and they walked a few steps to sit on a long bench in the neighborhood.
“You need to be prepared for what I’m about to say,” Alexander Mitchell preemptively gave her a preventive needle.
Seeing his tense and cautious deanor, Victoria also beca serious, “Go ahead, I’ve lived through my mother’s death, I’m not afraid.”
“Your mother went to prison because she was accused of killing her uncle, Turner Brown. But it was later proven that it wasn’t your mother who killed him; it was soone else. As for who that soone else was, there’s been no clear answer all this ti. However, recently, I finally found the real murderer of Turner Brown,” Alexander Mitchell slowly revealed what he knew.
Victoria listened quietly, then asked, “Whether the killer of Turner Brown is a good person or bad, it doesn’t relate to at all. Turner Brown deserved to die.”
“No, this killer is important because it was his appearance that led to your mother’s incarceration, and it was all part of a well-planned sche. The aim was likely to get your mother into prison,” said Alexander Mitchell boldly.
Victoria beca puzzled, “Does this killer have a grudge against my mother? Why go to such lengths to put her in prison? Hurry up and tell , who is the killer?”
Alexander Mitchell beca silent for a mont, then said, “I have seen this killer once. You should be very familiar with him. You will know who the killer is after watching this video clip.”
With that, Alexander Mitchell took out his phone, opened the video he had imported, and handed it over to Victoria.
Victoria watched the video quietly. She saw Turner Brown and her mother too, but her mother quickly left, and less than three seconds after she did, soone ca over and killed Turner Brown without hesitation, the thod quick and clean.
Victoria stared at that face, horrified.
“How could this be? How is it possible? How could it be him?” Victoria’s hand, holding the phone, wouldn’t stop shaking, but she didn’t want to let go, nor did she want to believe what she saw.
She replayed the video over and over, then froze the fra on that killer’s face. It was indeed him, Arnold Johnson’s confidant, Alan.
“What on earth is going on? How could Alan be the one who killed Turner Brown?” Victoria felt like she was on the verge of collapse. If this was a murder planned in advance, why fra her mother?
If her mother hadn’t gone to prison back then, would the subsequent car accident have been avoided?
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