Albert nodded, assuring her, "Don't worry, no matter what it takes, I will get you out."
Samantha's calm heart stirred slightly at Albert's words. She couldn't help but feel moved by his sincerity. However, her feelings were purely gratitude, nothing more.
"Mr. Davis, can you do me a favor?"
"What is it?"
"Could you contact Yurika for me and ask her to temporarily stay at my house to take care of my grandfather and the children? My grandfather is old and has limited experience. He can't always pick up and drop off the kids for me. As for my situation, you can tell her the truth. She's the person I trust the most so far."
Albert readily agreed to her request.
After chatting with his lawyer for a while and giving him a detailed understanding, Samantha was taken back to the detention center.
Looking at the cold walls around her, Samantha felt helpless and fearful for the first time.
...
Not long after Albert left, Suzy was 'delivered' to the police station by Jade's men.
Suzy and her friends were drunk when they were brought in.
In a dazed state, she couldn't be questioned at all.
Helpless, the police had to let her rest in the lounge temporarily.
...
Due to Albert's deliberate suppression, the news of Samantha's detention was kept low-key and not widely publicized.
Grandpa Miller thought Samantha had been invited by the police for questioning and didn't think much of it.
Early in the morning.
As Charlotte and Elliot just woke up, Yurika arrived and entered the password herself.
Upon seeing her, Charlotte ran excitedly to hug her leg. "Auntie, why are you here? You haven't visited me for so long, I thought you didn't like me anymore!"
Seeing Charlotte, Yurika's eyes flashed with worry. To avoid worrying them, she forced a smile and ruffled her hair. "I have been very busy lately! Your mommy just called me. She needs to go out of town for work, so I'll be taking care of you guys for the next few days."
Charlotte didn't doubt her and bowed deeply to Yurika. "Then please teach me a lot in the days to come, Auntie!"
Yurika's heart melted instantly. She smiled speechlessly and shifted her gaze to Elliot. Thinking of his background, she couldn't help but feel sympathetic.
After all, Yurika had lived with Samantha for a while. Yurika knew Charlotte's routines and habits like the back of her hand. She rolled up her sleeves and swiftly entered the kitchen, preparing breakfast in no time.
After breakfast, she promptly took Charlotte to kindergarten.
Worried that Grandpa Miller would be bored at home alone, she went to a domestic service company and found a caregiver to take care of him.
Once everything was settled, she headed to the company.
...
Before Suzy woke up, she was taken by the police to give her statement.
"Samantha said that she was with you on the afternoon of June 12th. Is that true?"
Yawning lazily, Suzy propped herself up on the table, pretended to think seriously for a moment, then decisively denied it. "No, I wasn't with Samantha that day."
This response was within the police's expectations. But they continued to inquire according to protocol, "Then where were you on that afternoon? What were you doing? Who were you with?"
Suzy glanced at them, sneered, and said, "Officer, I'm not a criminal. This is my privacy, and I have the right to remain silent."
The police continued, "Do you know the consequences of perjury?"
Suzy shrugged, "Of course I do! That's why everything I said just now was true. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it. Just because Samantha is my sister, I'm not going to commit perjury for her, am I? You said it yourself, perjury is illegal. I don't want to go to jail."
With that, the police stopped questioning her and pushed a prepared document towards her.
"If what you said is true, then please sign here. Once you sign, it will have legal effect."
Suzy glanced at it casually and then decisively signed her name at the end.
After her statement was recorded, Suzy was released.
As she stepped out of the police station, a smile couldn't help but creep onto her lips.
Her blood was trembling with excitement.
Finally.
Samantha was finally finished.
She had finally gotten rid of this thorn in her side.
Let's see how Samantha would clear her name this time.
Haha!
If it weren't for the occasion, she really wanted to laugh out loud.
While she was giving her statement, the person Albert had sent had quietly stolen her car's black box.
Albert took out the memory card and inserted it into the computer's card reader, skillfully scrolling to June 12th.
However, there were no records for June 12th on the black box. The records for the 11th, 12th, and 13th, were missing.
It was clearly deliberately deleted by someone.
Albert found the best engineer from the IT department of Davis's Group and handed the memory card to him. "Can you recover the contents of the 11th, 12th, and 13th?"
The engineer, a young man in his twenties with thick black-rimmed glasses, took the memory card from Albert and inserted it into his laptop, tapping his fingers skillfully on the keyboard.
Albert sat silently on the side, waiting patiently for the results.
After some operation, the engineer pushed up his glasses and frowned. "This has been thoroughly destroyed by deletion software. I'll have to take it back to see if it can be recovered. But the chances are slim."
Albert's gaze intensified, and he said in a deep voice, "Regardless of the method, I need to see the records of those three days."
The engineer hesitated, "I'll do my best."
With that, he took the memory card and the laptop and left.
...
At the kindergarten.
Elliot and Charlotte sat together, singing nursery rhymes with the teacher.
Charlotte held his hand tightly, swaying and dancing, extremely adorable.
Suddenly, two figures walked towards the window.
The principal pointed at Elliot and said to Sarah, "Mrs. Miller, that's Elliot James."
Sarah stood behind the wall, peering out and watching Elliot sitting with Charlotte. Tears welled up in her eyes, her heart aching.
That was her grandson.
Her own grandson!
But she couldn't acknowledge him, could only watch from afar.
And Suzy couldn't acknowledge him either.
Now that Rex was dead, what would happen to Elliot all alone in the future?
The principal, with a pensive look, glanced at Sarah and then at Elliot.
"Mrs. Miller, you are truly compassionate. Upon hearing of Elliot's father's tragic passing, you personally came to see him. If only there were more compassionate people like you! Elliot will surely be very grateful to you."
Sarah didn't respond, instead, she took out a check for five hundred thousand and handed it to the principal.
"This is a scholarship donation for Elliot. Don't tell him I came. If he has any problems, you can come to me anytime, and I'll do my best to help him."
Seeing the check, the principal's eyes lit up. Nodding repeatedly, she said, "Of course, if he has any problems, I will inform you immediately."
Sarah nodded in satisfaction and asked with concern, "After his father's death, where is he living now? Who is taking care of him?"
The principal pondered for a moment, uncertain. "According to the teacher, he seems to be living with his classmate--Charlotte's family, the little girl next to him..."
As she trailed off, she pointed to Charlotte.
Sarah followed her gaze.
After seeing Charlotte clearly, her face gradually twisted.
It turned out to be Samantha's daughter.
All her attention had been on Elliot just now, and she hadn't noticed the little girl beside him.
Their relationship seemed quite good, didn't it?
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