Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 394 Perfect Acting

When she saw Sydney and Hunter, Clarice, who subconsciously felt nervous and scared, took a step back and hurriedly lowered her head to avoid their eyes.

Clarice was so afraid of facing them that they could see that she had betrayed them at a glance.

Hunter was completely convinced that the person who attacked Sydney was Clarice.

He stared at Clarice coldly. "Why are you trying to avoid us? Shouldn't you say hello to your old bosses?"

Clarice was stung by his emotionless words and dropped her head even lower.

Clarice hadn't expected to meet Sydney and Hunter here.

If only Sydney were here, Clarice could handle the situation.

However, Clarice didn't know how to face Hunter.

Clarice bit her lip in a panic.

She liked Hunter. When she was brought to Port City and first met him, she fell in love with him because she had never seen such a handsome and excellent man before.

But Clarice knew that she didn't deserve him and that he wouldn't like her, so she hid her feelings from him.

Although Clarice had never thought about being with Hunter, she wanted him to remember her, so she tried hard to make herself better these days, learning all kinds of knowledge and skills. She wanted to change his opinion of her.

Maybe she would be good enough for him and could be with him one day.

Now, however, Hunter must have known about her hurting Sydney. From his coldness, Clarice could see that he hated her.

Clarice could accept being hated by anyone except for Hunter.

Clarice's face turned red as she hastily looked up at Hunter. "Mr. Cohen, I..."

"Well, Hunter, let's go in and talk in the police station," Sydney interrupted Clarice in a clear and cold voice.

Hunter said OK. He went forward, pushed Sydney's wheelchair, and said to Sharon," Just wait for us in the car." "Okay." Sharon nodded.

She didn't want to go to the police station.

After all, she had killed many people.

Although they deserved to die, the police station made her a bit nervous.

Hunter wheeled Sydney into the police station without even glancing at Clarice.

Clarice stood still, biting her lip and clenching her hands as she watched them leave.

In the car, Sharon lit a cigarette, took a puff comfortably, and looked at Clarice with a faint smile.

Sharon thought, 'This woman likes Hunter.'

'That's interesting.'

Feeling Sharon's gaze, Clarice looked back into Sharon's piercing eyes, panicked, and hurriedly walked towards the police station with her head down. When she came to the interrogation room. Clarice saw Sydney, Hunter, and Jane inside. Clarice looked angry.

Sure enough, it was Jane who gave her up.

Clarice didn't know how the police got the clues.

"Hunter." Sydney tugged at Hunter's sleeve.

Hunter lowered his head. "What's wrong?"

"How did Denna react when she saw Jane?" Sydney asked in a low voice.

Jane was brought over from Finn's place by the police.

Since Jane was made a scapegoat and didn't attack Sydney, Sydney just told Finn to lock Jane in and didn't ask Finn to test the drug on Jane.

But Sydney heard that Finn had locked Jane in a morgue and asked her to guard the corpses. After a few days in the morgue, Jane was so scared that she was in a daze. "She was calm." Hunter glanced at Clarice.

Sydney pursed her lips. "She's good at acting."

Meanwhile, a police officer pointed at the seat opposite him and said to Clarice, "Sit down."

Clarice looked up and saw that it was next to Jane.

She didn't say anything, walked over, and sat down.

Sydney and Hunter were standing beside some police officers.

The chief police officer asked, "Ms.

Madden, do you know the person next to you?"

Clarice's eyes flickered. She then turned to look at Jane, pretended to be puzzled, and shook her head. "No. I had never seen her before."

Jane's eyes widened incredulously. "You're lying."

These days, Jane was locked up in the hospital, knowing that she had been hypnotized and revealed everything.

At first, Jane was afraid that if she told the truth, her son would die. However, Finn told her that after so many days, the person, who made her take the blame, had not paid the hospital where her son was, which made her angry and resentful.

Luckily, Finn said that he could help her apply for funding from a charity to treat her son if Jane accused the person who made her a scapegoat.

For the sake of her son, Jane agreed, but now the person, who made her take the blame, said she didn't know Jane.

"I'm not lying. I don't know you." Clarice blinked her eyes, looking innocent.

Clarice looked at the police officers beside Sydney and Hunter, "Sir, I don't know her."

"You're talking nonsense." Jane didn't expect Clarice to be so shameless, angrily pointed at her, and said, "You came to me and asked me to take the blame for you after you attacked Ms. Raines, but now you say you don't know me. Sir, I'm telling the truth. She attacked Ms. Raines. I'm not lying."

"You said I attacked Ms. Raines." Clarice laughed. "Why did I have to attack Ms. Raines? Do you have any evidence?"

"I..." Jane was stumped for a moment and said weakly, "I don't, but I know that you attacked Ms. Raines because you told me you felt that she would threaten your identity."

As she heard what Jane had said, Clarice's expression changed, and she subconsciously looked at Sydney.

Clarice was surprised that Sydney had been looking at her. Their eyes met.

Clarice didn't know that Sydney couldn't see. As she looked at Sydney's cold eyes, Clarice's pupils contracted for a moment. Clarice hurriedly withdrew her eyes and raised her voice to continue arguing with Jane, as if this could conceal her nervousness.

However, even if Jane tried to hide it, her odd look had been noticed by Hunter and the others.

Sydney narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.

The argument between Clarice and Jane continued. The police officers were vexed.

"Stop it. Be quiet!" The chief police officer slapped the table impatiently, signaling the two women to stop arguing.

Jane and Clarice fell silent.

Sydney suddenly said, "Denna, you are still denying it, and you're so calm. You're really something."

As Clarice heard Sydney call her "Denna", a hint of gloom flashed across her eyes.

It had been a long time since she had heard someone call her Denna. This name was old-fashioned. Moreover, it reminded her of her miserable birth.

Clarice had been trying to forget the past, including this name. Yet now, Sydney mentioned it again. Clarice instantly felt that she had gone back to the unpleasant past.