As Arthur spoke, the lobby of Amanda's Cat Best Friend's Home fell silent.
Linda, who had been crying, blankly lifted her head.
This was not the first time she had encountered such a situation.
A few days ago, she had seen a similar scene at No. 6 White Bird Street.
Immediately, the young lady became terrified.
Because she knew what the scene before her represented!
Her friend had not died by accident, but rather...
Murder!
Thinking of this, the young lady's muscles tensed, and she became extremely nervous.
Then came anger!
Who was it?
Who had killed Jesse?
Subconsciously, the young lady's gaze swept over everyone in the hall.
She could clearly see that everyone's attention was focused on Arthur, who was listening intently.
In the eyes of some, a dawning realization appeared.
Those who could come to Amanda's Cat Best Friend's Home in the afternoon were all wealthy and idle.
Simply put, they were literate.
Reading newspapers was the norm in South Los.
