Twins and Ex-wife
Chapter 704 Regina Won't Get Away With It

Fabian was dumbfounded.

What does he want?

He wanted to beat this vicious woman, OK!

Seeing Daisy's hand hooked onto his neck, Fabian had to get goose bumps, especially when he met her charming eyes, he had serious gastrointestinal discomfort.

"Fabian, what are you doing standing there! Quickly close the door!" Daisy urged.

Fabian could not stand it anymore, he heavily slammed her to the ground, "Daisy, what's wrong with you! Who cares to touch you! Say it! Who told you to set fire to Mrs. Fitzgerald's studio?!" Daisy didn't expect Fabian to come over for this, so she couldn't help but panic a little.

She had obviously done a good job, and the man behind her had said that her actions had been flawless, so how could Fabian have known?

Daisy's heart was faint, but she still held on to a smile and said, "Fabian, I don't know what you're talking about. I am a virtuous girl, how could I possibly do such a thing as setting fire!"

"Daisy, you don't need to pretend, it was you who set the fire!" Freya threw a tablet computer in front of her, "The surveillance near the studio was destroyed in advance, but there is a hidden camera in the street downstairs that was not destroyed, last night, the person who set the fire was you!"

Seeing Freya, and especially seeing Bradley, Daisy's face became paler.

For the rest of her life, she could never forget how ruthless the seemingly well-mannered Bradley was in his tormenting ways.

And it was all thanks to Freya that she was once tortured!

"Freya, what do you mean by that? Should I be the one who set the fire because I walked past downstairs? Freya, the road is not your house, I have to go through you to get permission from where I want to go?"

All Freya had in her possession was this video, proving that her entry into the studio to set the fire had not been captured on camera.

This video, which just captures her walking down the street below, really doesn't tell us much, and as long as she's dead set on denying it, it's not substantial evidence that she was the real culprit in the arson. With this thought, Daisy's heart suddenly gained a lot of strength, and she couldn't be bothered to hook Fabian, she grabbed the door handle, "I'm going to rest, please go back!" Bradley forced the door of the flat open and walked in with Freya, his eyes, hidden behind the flat mirror, were not as gentle as usual, but carried a cold sharpness.

His eyes were coldly sweeping over Daisy, as if, by such a glance from him, all the filth and darkness in a person would have nothing to hide.

Cold lips moved, Bradley's voice carried a panic-inducing coolness, "Daisy, you don't want to tell the truth, that's fine, I have a thousand ways to pry your mouth open!" Hearing Bradley's words, Daisy's face suddenly turned as white as paper.

She knew exactly what methods Bradley would use to pry her mouth open, because she had tried it six months ago, and it was indeed worse than death, and she never wanted to go through that hellish time again in her life.

Seeing Daisy's trepidation, Fabian hooked his lips wistfully, "Daisy, in fact, to pry your mouth open, I have quite a few good methods. The Ten Manchurian Tortures or whatever, I like it the most!" Hearing Fabian's words, Daisy could not control her scream, how could she have imagined that the man she had secretly loved for so many years would be a murderous demon?

It took almost all of her strength to yell out, "You can't do this to me! You're abusing lynchings!"

"I didn't set the fire, I didn't harm anyone! I'm innocent! You can't smear me!"

"Innocent?" Freya sneered, "Daisy, do you really think that by destroying all the cameras in the building, you can rest easy? I forgot to tell you, the lighter you used to light the fire last night was left outside the studio. The police have just tested it and it has your fingerprints on it!"

Lighter?

Daisy was so flustered in her mind, so many details of last night that she couldn't remember.

She did, however, set the fire last night, using a lighter.

It was the first time she had hurt someone's life, and even though she was trying to remain calm, she was actually nervous.

After setting the fire, she literally forgot to throw the lighter away somewhere.

She had no gloves on her hands last night, and her fingerprints were indeed on the lighter, which is the most direct evidence of her crime.

With this thought, Daisy's legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground in a crumpled heap.

Suddenly, she jerked her face up and stared hatefully at Freya, "Yes, last night, it was me who set the fire!"

"But Freya, even if I had set fire to you, you would have deserved it! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been nearly tortured to death by Bradley, and if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been forced by Mr. Fitzgerald to barely make a stand in Arkpool City!"

"Freya, it's all you! It's all because of you! You're the one who got me into this mess, and you should pay for it! Why didn't that fire last night kill you? Freya, you should have been burned to death by the fire! No, you should have been disfigured by the fire, unable to live!"

The police really didn't replace any lighters outside the studio. Freya's words just now were purely a scam to fool Daisy, but she didn't expect that she would really be able to scam Daisy into telling the truth. However, getting Daisy to admit that she had set the fire was not Freya's ultimate goal.

Right now, what Freya wanted most was to make Daisy spit out the mastermind behind the curtain.

Freya is almost certain that the mastermind behind this is Regina, only that, without proof, she cannot make Regina pay the price.

As long as Daisy spits out that Regina ordered her to set the fire, this time, Regina won't get away with it!

Freya looked at Daisy from a high position, she asked in a stern voice word by word, "Say it, who told you to set the fire?"