After ruining his sister's life, Leilani actually dared to act so casual and indifferent in front of him? Enraged by her attitude, Milford grabbed her wrist. "You still have the nerve to show your face in front of me?"
Leilani glanced down at the hand clamping her wrist and said coldly, "Let go."
"Let go?" Milford sneered. "When you pushed Yvonne down the stairs, did you ever think about letting go? She's still lying in a sanatorium, yet here you are, strutting around in front of me!"
Leilani looked up, staring directly into his eyes. "Did you see me push her with your own eyes?"
Milford choked. The surveillance footage from that day had malfunctioned. The Sloans all testified that Leilani had pushed her, and the judge had ruled accordingly. Would the Sloan family frame their own flesh and blood? Surely not!
Therefore, Milford naturally assumed Leilani was just making excuses. "If it wasn't you, why did you go to prison?"
Leilani curled her lips, a trace of mockery flashing in her eyes. The Milford standing before her was just another fool blinded by the Sloan family. She didn't bother explaining. She shook off his hand and turned to leave.
Milford blocked her path. "Stand still! You haven't answered my question!"
Leilani hadn't intended to engage with him, but she thought of Yvonne. She stopped and asked, "Which facility is your sister in?"
Milford looked at her warily. "What are you planning?"
Why was she asking that? Was she planning to hurt Yvonne again?
Leilani ignored his speculation and asked, articulating every word, "I'll ask one more time. Where is Yvonne?"

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