Olivia's eyes revealed a hint of cold sneer, and the sisters' gazes met in midair.
But in Olivia's view, at this moment, Keira must be afraid of her, which is why she would ask this question. But how could she speak up for this despicable person! Probably nobody in this world would want this despicable person dead more than her!
More than twenty minutes later, the evidence-collecting police officer had already searched the place inside and out. Meanwhile, under everyone's gaze, a cosmetic container was found from under Keira's sofa. The officer, wearing white gloves, first took fingerprints off the jar and then carefully unscrewed the lid to take a look.
Quite a few people stood on tiptoe to see what was inside the jar, but because the police officer blocked their view thoroughly, nobody could see.
"Who does this cosmetic bottle belong to?" The police asked.
Keira glanced at the pink jar and admitted directly, "It's mine."
