Looking at Yvonne Finley's calm expression, all Ivy Miller felt was an unstoppable resentment rushing up inside her. She clenched her fists, reflecting on everything that had happened.
She asked morosely, "The police said that the Baker family went to the appointment because of a text message they received from my number. But I didn't send it. Then you arranged to meet Sophia at the same place. Is that just a coincidence?"
Yvonne nibbled on the fruit in her tea, her clear dark eyes looking at Ivy, "Do you want to hear the recording of my conversation with Sophia?"
Ivy pushed her cup away and spoke lazily, "The police will surely investigate thoroughly. If you suspect anything, why not go and listen to it? It was Sophia who chose the meeting place, I just accepted. As for the so-called text message between you and the Baker family, are you sure you never made any threats?"
Yvonne's pointed remarks struck right at the matter Ivy had been suppressing in her heart.
