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Chapter 274 - 188: The Truth, Raki Doesn’t Deserve to Be in Prison (Monthly Ticket Extra 3/4 Combined)_3

Chapter 274: Chapter 188: The Truth, Raki Doesn’t Deserve to Be in Prison (Monthly Ticket Extra 3/4 Combined)_3

Mycroft had experimented on himself.

I watched as he became much younger in a short period of time.

There was actually such a miraculous surgery in the world!

I couldn’t wait to have Mycroft perform the surgery on me.

Overnight, my appearance was restored to that of my younger self.

Apart from having to go there every once in a while to get a check-up and an IV with an unknown substance, my youth from over a decade ago was completely restored.

With my change in appearance, I also blended into the socialite circles that had always been out of reach before.

I became a real high-flyer.

That time was the happiest in my life."

Speaking to this point, Heidilin, reeking of a foul odor, revealed a nostalgic smile on her face.

It was obvious that she really enjoyed those vain glory days.

The problem was, Brian knew perfectly well from reading her chat history that even though she got what she wanted, Heidilin never stopped fishing for sugar daddies and asking for things online.

This woman had made it into a habit.

"So why did you later kill the Mason couple and try to frame Mycroft?"

This was actually what Brian was most curious about.

Without Mycroft’s wife’s identity and Mycroft’s support, what made Heidilin, a 48-year-old woman with nothing but a pretty face, who was good at deceiving honest people, had no substance, and had a sketchy past, so confident she could maintain her current lifestyle?

Heidilin’s face showed frustration:

"I never thought of doing that until I met the Mason couple at a ball.

Mrs. Mason, who had been my colleague at a model agency before, saw how young I had become and that I had married a famous professor, was extremely envious and jealous.

She threatened me with some compromising information from my past.

Not wanting to lose my current life, I secretly stole a reagent Mycroft had prepared for me from his research institute and gave that bitch an IV with it.

She actually became younger, though the effect was not as good as mine, it was much better than anything on the market.

She and her husband thought it was an incredible technology.

I had actually thought about it before and even asked Mycroft if we could use this technology at my cosmetic medical company, but Mycroft was very apprehensive about this, saying it wasn’t something we should touch.

I knew those big companies were not to be messed with, so I didn’t think much of it at the time.

But the Mason couple kept threatening and pressuring me, and Mrs. Mason, that bitch, kept using my resources to regain her youth, which also made me very angry, so I decided to kill them."

"Then why did you think of framing Mycroft?"

Heidilin sighed:

"This wasn’t my fault, it was Mycroft’s own fault.

I inadvertently saw a document he signed, about a stake in a company called Black Light Medical, but Mycroft kept it from me, and he consulted a lawyer, intending to donate his shares to a Child Care Association he had been donating to for a long time, as medical funds.

I was furious.

That was mine!

Why should he donate without my consent, plus the lawyer was also quite handsome, so I seduced him.

The lawyer then let slip that if Mycroft went to prison or died, I would become a rich widow because the background of Black Light Medical was strong, and even a small share would ensure I could live comfortably.

So I took the opportunity to go to Mycroft’s research facility for an IV, and took pictures of the documents in his safe related to ’Youth Restoration Surgery,’ and then took his shoes to complete the subsequent plans."

Heidilin probably realized she was doomed now, and scoffed, "That bitch’s pleading at that time, I still feel great thinking about it now. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have ended up in this situation."

Until now, she hadn’t thought that she was the problem.

"Your subsequent plan..."

Brian rolled his eyes: "You’re saying, this murder and framing, including today’s temporary reporting, were all concocted and carried out by yourself?"

Heidilin nodded:

"Yes, actually I had never thought of calling the police on Mycroft myself but planned to deliberately leave traces and clues at the crime scene first. I also prepared some evidence so that if the police investigated, they would find out that the Mason couple stole Mycroft’s documents.

That way Mycroft would have a motive for murder.

If that didn’t work, I still had a backup plan.

I didn’t expect Mycroft to call me today to ask about this matter.

I was worried that Mycroft would find out the truth, and I had to act first.

I just didn’t expect him to commit suicide, which was a relief for me, so I hurried over with that lawyer, ready to probe the situation."

Toward the end, her face still showed resentment.

One second she was dreaming of being a rich widow, and the next, she was hit with Brian’s "Great Memory Recovery Technique."

"You’re pretty disgusting."

Brian’s face showed his disgust: "Wouldn’t it have been good to just be a professor’s wife, Mycroft committed suicide over trash like you, how ironic."

Heidilin reacted vehemently upon hearing the word "trash":

"If he wanted to die, what does it have to do with me? If he had been willing to give me the technology earlier, I could have started my own medical aesthetics clinic, become wealthy, and would I be in this situation today?

If he loved me, why wasn’t he willing to help me succeed?

Why wouldn’t he help me?

He wouldn’t even let me step on him, let alone say it was for my sake!"

Seeing the hysterical Heidilin, Brian lost any desire to continue questioning.

Stupid, evil, and selfish.

This was Brian’s assessment of Heidilin.

She hadn’t even considered why Mycroft had committed suicide, and even after three years of marriage, she didn’t understand his true identity or the real face of the world.

Even if Brian hadn’t discovered this issue,

the consequences for the other party would have been dire.

In a way, Brian had saved Heidilin’s life.

Mycroft had committed suicide in part to prevent Black Light Company from pursuing the issue of him leaking company secrets and implicating Heidilin.

It was a naive thought, but might have been a reflection of Mycroft’s feeling of helplessness, or perhaps despair and resignation upon realizing the truth.

Although Brian didn’t agree, he refused to verbally mock such an honest person.

Being good wasn’t the mistake; It was just bad judgment, encountering a scoundrel like Raki.

"Sending this kind of trash to prison, really doesn’t feel satisfying."

Brian stroked his chin.

How could he fulfill Mycroft’s obsession and make this Raki receive the punishment he deserved?

Right, and there’s that lawyer, who’s no good either.

Both of them couldn’t be let off.

To be honest, as soon as Brian had heard from Heidilin that Mycroft, the honest man, had been donating to the Child Care Association, a murderous intent had risen in him.

A good, honest person shouldn’t be treated this way.

This Raki, Heidilin, didn’t deserve the protection of human rights under the law!

Seeing Brian silent, Heidilin grew truly frightened.

She licked her dry red lips: "I confess, can I see my lawyer now?"

She was already finished, but she refused to let go of the bastard tormenting her!

Wait, maybe she wasn’t done for!

Suddenly Heidilin recalled a similar case: A husband had killed his wife and yet managed a last-minute turnaround.

She still had a chance!

What she needed to do now was to confess honestly and then recant in court, stripping off her clothes on the spot to reveal the scars on her body and simultaneously ignite media attention and public opinion.

She knew what the journalists liked to see.

As long as she stirred public opinion, she still had a chance, and she could make the bastard who tormented her pay!

"Lawyer?"

"Confess?"

Brian chuckled lightly, "Don’t be foolish. You don’t even realize the severity of the situation. You’ve caused the death of Mycroft, the scientific talent. And you think you can confess? You don’t even deserve to be in prison!"

Having said this, he left Heidilin handcuffed to the chair and walked straight out the door.

He’d let the adversary experience psychological torture first.

Outside the door, Green was squatting in the corridor.

Seeing Brian come out, he quickly came forward: "Boss Brian, is it done?"

Brian: ...

What does he mean, is it done!

As if he had been engaging in some shady business inside.

Brian rolled his eyes: "This matter involves the NW Research Department and their technological leaks. Contact NW directly and ask them if they want two fresh research subjects."

Thinking of working a sewing machine in jail?

Dream on!

Going to contribute to human biotechnological advancement as research material is the fitting retribution they deserve!

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