Chapter 393
Or did she enroll back in school in her twilight years to refine her writing skills p>
No one laughed, because this was certainly no joke.
Jarred’s eyelids lifted slightly, his gaze lingering on Sienna’s beautiful face for half a second.
Her aura was steady, showing absolutely no signs of panic.
Daisy’s face had turned an awful shade of ugly.
Her lips quivered, and her eyes were rimmed red.
But for a moment, she couldn’t stammer out a single word of rebuttal.
Those words really didn’t seem like something her mom would write. She had felt they were awkward herself, but she had never thought about it from this angle.
But the moment she remembered that the woman standing before her was her mother’s killer, all her doubts evaporated instantly.
“Stop making up excuses! You’re just nitpicking to clear your own name p>
Completely losing control of her emotions, Daisy’s eyes blazed red as her voice shook, desperately trying to salvage the situation.
“I wasn’t finished p>
Sienna cut her off coldly, her gaze instantly darkening as she swept her eyes over the crowd of guests who were mindlessly following the drama.
“The last point, and the most fatal flaw, is that for the days leading up to her death, Mrs. Bridges was staying right here in the Capital.
In fact, up until the very last minute of her life, she was practically within Jarred’s sight the entire time p>
As she spoke, she purposefully looked at Jarred. “And he likely never saw your mother mail out any letters p>
Jarred remained stoic, his silence acting as tacit agreement with Sienna’s statement.
Daisy’s expression shifted, a clear flash of helpless panic crossing her face.
“You were previously studying abroad. Mail systems are highly efficient, and standard shipping takes three days at most to arrive p>
Sienna paused for a half-second before casually tossing out the most unsolvable discrepancy.
She didn’t throw out labels or assign guilt, yet she forced everyone present to come to their own conclusions.
“Mrs. Bridges has been dead for many days. If this was truly her handwritten suicide note, why are you only receiving it now?
Are you telling me this letter materialized out of thin air, mailed straight from the grave p>
With that single sentence, the atmosphere in the room instantly turned bizarrely stagnant.
A cold breeze blew in through the memorial hall doors, rustling the white drapes, and the scattered murmurs of gossip abruptly went dead silent.
From start to finish, Sienna never explicitly stated that the letter was a forgery.
She simply laid out all the ironclad discrepancies, exposing them nakedly for everyone to see.
She allowed everyone to determine the truth for themselves and see just how wicked human nature could be.
No further words were needed; the truth was already glaringly obvious.
Cornered by these three impeccable flaws, Daisy found herself backed against a wall.
All her unspeakable grief and righteous fury vanished, leaving behind nothing but pathetic desperation and madness.
Utterly lost, her tears fell wildly as she recklessly lunged forward.
However, before she could even touch Sienna, a tall figure swiftly stepped in, blocking Sienna completely.
Jarred’s handsome face was icy. The chilling aura radiating from him and the stark warning in his eyes forced Darsy to shrink back half a step.
Pointing a trembling finger directly at Sienna, her voice shook terribly.
“I don’t care what you say or what excuses you make! You’re the murderer! You killed my mom! [ absolutely refuse to believe youte innocent
Saying that, she spun around to face the crowd of family and friends.
“The night my mom died, she called me, and she talked about this woman p>
She fiercely pointed her finger back at Sienna, her eyes savage and grief-stricken.
“My mom said she was doing something for her. She must have messed up the job, so she murdered her to keep her quiet!
She even sent two guys to spy on me! I didn’t realize it before, but thinking about it now, she definitely used me to threaten my mom p>
Sienna’s eyes narrowed.