The Revenge of the Mute Wife by Melanie Paulson novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89 

After a while, they arrived at the police station where Cassandra and Vanessa were placed in the cell next to Fredrick and Ernest. 

“Mom?” Cassandra was scared as she saw two officers laying her mother on the bed in the cell. “Mom, wake up!” 

“Huh? Cassandra?” Ernest woke up at the sound of his sister’s voice. He was confused to see his mother and sister getting locked up next to him. He noticed his mother was unconsciou “What did you do to my mother?” 

Immediately asked, 

“Shut up!” the officer ordered angrily, closing the cell door. The woman is just asleep because she got agitated during the transport.” 

“Why are you locking them up? They haven’t done anything wrong.” Ernest demanded, his shouting up his father. 

“They were arrested for theft.” 

Waking 

“What…” Frederick’s eyes shot open at the officer’s words. Turning, he saw his wife asleep. “Vanessa!” he called out, but she didn’t respond. “You animals! What did you do to my wife?!” 

“Dad!” Cassandra cried out, tears streaming down her face. 

“We just sedated her because she had a hysterical fit in the patrol car,” the officer explained indifferently. 

“Why are they being locked up?” Fredrick asked. 

“For breaking into a house to steal jewelry,” the officer said, walking away and leaving them alone. 

“What…?” Ernest was bewildered. 

“That’s a lie, you idiot!” Cassandra screamed furiously, “Let me out of here!” 

“Calm down, Cassandra. What happened?” Frederick asked. 

“It was horrible, Dad. Out of nowhere, we were surrounded by police, and that idiot Deborah said she was there to claim the house. She even had the nerve to say we were stealing her family name. It was horrible, Dad. That mute bastard got us locked up.” 

Frederick was speechless. 

“That idiot… Just wait until I get out of here. I swear I–Ernest began to say. 

“Shut up, Ernest,” Frederick scolded, trying to cover his son’s mouth. 

Ernest frowned, pushing his father’s hand away forcefully. “But Dad-” 

“Be quiet, look around. Threats here are a death sentence,” he said angrily. “Cassandra, tell me, who was helping Deborah?” 

“The lawyer who helped her in court, her current boyfriend, and a strange man.” 

“Strange man?” Frederick and Ernest asked in unison. 

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“Yes, an older man with red hair and green eyes. Now that I remember, he said something crazy and 

strange.” 

Fredrick frowned, trying to place the person. 

“What did he say?” Ernest asked. 

“He mentioned that Dad had paid to have him killed but failed, and now he was going to help Deborah reclaim what was hers and avenge the death of his friend,” Cassandra recalled, twisting her lips. “His words were so strange and confusing… but I think Mom knew him.” 

Frederick went pale because that description only fit one person: Alexandra’s ex 6, Nicholas Foster. 

Ernest noticed his father’s reaction and frowned. He knew his father was hiding something again, which meant he was about to lie to them. 

“Dad, are you okay?” Cassandra asked, concerned by his reaction. 

“Uh? Ah yes, Cassandra. Um… I don’t know who that person could be, but it must be someone the mute’s new partner hired to bother us, since after the trial he said he would now torment us.” 

“Right,” Cassandra said, nervously playing with her hands. “Um… Dad, what are we going to do now? don’t want to spend the night in this disgusting place.” 

“I don’t know, Cassandra, but don’t worry. We’ll get out of here soon, you’ll see.” Frederick said, trying to sound confident in his words. 

“Really?” Ernest asked sarcastically, noticing his father’s obvious lies. 

“Why are you speaking to me in that tone?” Frederick asked angrily at his son’s defiance. 

“All of this seems very strange… Dad,” Ernest said, crossing his arms. “Why don’t you tell us the truth and tell us who that man helping Deborah really is?” 

“Ernest, stop questioning me because you’re not in a position to question your Dad,” Frederick declared furiously. “I will take care of this, so just stay quiet.” 

The twins frowned at his attitude and exchanged a look before remaining silent. 

“Damn idiot… he’s not dead? But how? Frederick thought to himself, frustrated as he turned his back to his children. ‘No.. that’s not possible because that man assured us he killed Nicholas at that time.” 

Nicholas couldn’t be alive. It didn’t make sense. Besides, if he didn’t die, why act now? Especially if that fool loved Deborah and saw her as his daughter…