A flicker of triumph passed through Amanda's eyes, though her face showed none of it.
Divorce...
I should have known.
This marriage meant nothing to Arthur. To him, I was nearly an enemy...
Luckily, I was dead now.
Finally, nothing would stop him from being with Amanda.
Suddenly, Chris' voice came from outside. "Arthur! Urgent news! We've got a lead!"
Arthur immediately stood up.
Even then, he didn't forget to ensure Amanda's safety.
He assigned a young police officer, stressing repeatedly to make sure Amanda was safely escorted home.
Chris looked grim, punching the wall fiercely.
"We found in the sewer, it's an infant's corpse, fully formed but less than three months old!"
"That day, Jackson mentioned the deceased had miscarried a child less than three months along. We all thought it was from before, never imagined it was because... she miscarried!"
Arthur staggered back, his face turning pale instantly.
He must have thought of something.
But then he shook his head. "Impossible, that was just Chloe's trick to keep me!"
Chris looked up and asked, "Arthur, what did you think of?"