CEO Broke Down and Cried After I Divorced Him novel Chapter 730

Suzy raised an eyebrow. "Fine."

She didn’t have the time or energy to waste on something so trivial and pointless.

The man who impersonated Claude was exposed, and Vivian Watson’s son had finally admitted to framing Suzy.

Yet, despite this, the police still hadn’t fully cleared Suzy of suspicion.

After all, shedding the label of an assassin wasn’t an easy task. It had taken an immense amount of effort to secure her release on bail.

She needed to track down the mastermind behind all of this as quickly as possible. If she didn’t, who knew what further chaos might arise?

But before she could solve it all, a devastating turn of events occurred—Dylan was killed by her father.

What exactly had happened, Suzy didn’t know. All she knew was that a panicked Desmond had called her, saying Timothy had murdered Dylan.

However, this shocking event wouldn’t unfold until a few days later.

In the days leading up to it, Suzy hadn’t returned to the Hillside Villa even once. She was fully occupied trying to uncover who had been helping Charlotte from the shadows.

This person was someone entirely new—an unknown entity who had never revealed themselves before. Tracking them down was proving to be an arduous task.

Days passed, yet there was no progress.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t uncover the identity of the person risking everything to aid Charlotte.

Whether it was due to the mounting psychological pressure or her lack of rest, Suzy’s right eyelid had been twitching incessantly.

There was an old saying: A twitch in the left eye brings fortune; a twitch in the right eye foretells disaster.

But as a doctor, Suzy didn’t believe in such superstitions. To her, it was nothing more than folklore without any scientific backing.

Eyelid twitches were purely a neurological issue, nothing more.

Initially, she thought little of it and even performed acupuncture on herself after examining her reflection in the mirror.

But despite her efforts, the twitching persisted.

Suzy’s face darkened as she glared at her father. "How many times do I have to tell you? She isn’t Charlotte! Why won’t you believe me?"

"Shut up! She is Charlotte—my Charlotte!" Timothy’s emotions were out of control. "You’re all against me! First, you tried to convince me she’s an imposter, and now that didn’t work, you’ve hidden her away!"

Dylan’s expression was calm but cold. "What if I told you I didn’t do anything at all?"

He had only made a call to warn the fake Charlotte, nothing more. He certainly hadn’t done what Timothy was accusing him of—hiding her away.

"If you didn’t do it, then where is she?" Timothy roared, clearly unwilling to accept Dylan’s denial. "I’ll ask you one last time. Where is she?"

"He already told you. It wasn’t him!" Suzy interjected, her tone sharp.

"For all we know, that woman hid herself to—"

Before she could finish, Timothy suddenly drove the knife into Dylan’s chest.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn’t take it. Don’t blame me for this!"