However, I pretended to be pitiful and said, "It’s okay. I don't blame you. If I only behaved better, you wouldn’t hit me. I'll try to do better."
Fred nodded in satisfaction. I seized the moment to ask, "Is the person you hit okay?"
He casually shrugged. "That guy died. He was so pathetic."
My heart sank. Even though I had called the police and the nine-one-one as soon as possible, I still could not save the man.
Then, I asked again, "What about Megan? Is she alright?"
"She’ll be fine. We gave Chief Thompson some money, she'll be out in a few days."
I gripped my clothes tightly to stop myself from shaking.
What I didn't expect was that it did not even take a few days, Megan was already out the next day. She even went straight to the Jefferson Mansion from jail.
Usually, when she came to the house, she would show how close she was to me and treated me well. Now, she immediately went to Fred and confidently leaned into Fred's arm then said coquettishly, "Fred, I took the fall for you and had suffered a lot. You owe me a big reward."
Fred immediately squeezed her waist to stop her from talking.