Chapter 1211
Chapter 1211
Chapter 1211 Interrogation
Damian had just finished speaking when Alex got up from the couch, gripping the dagger as he plunged it into Damian's right leg.
"Ahh—"
Damian was so pissed that he cursed, seething, "Go to hell, Alex!"
Alex sneered and replied, "I don't know if I'm going to hell, but I can guarantee that if you keep spouting nonsense, you'll die right in front of me!"
Damian sat up painfully, holding his bleeding legs as he howled in agony.
Meanwhile, Alex crouched down, staring right into Damian's eyes like a persistent ghost. "Can you answer my questions truthfully now?"
Damian was in such torment that his temper blew out like a candle that had met a gale. So, he nodded weakly.
"Helena is dead. It was an accident. She slipped on the floor, and her head hit the stairs. She was gone just like that."
Alex sneered. "Just like that? Do you think I'll believe that?"
Nonetheless, Damian was especially confident as he said, "If you don't believe me, go to the police station to check the files. Back then, the case startled the police as well. I was the one who reported it to the police. I feared that I couldn't explain this incident clearly enough to you, so I chose not to tell you."
Alex snorted. "What about Jewel?"
Damian lowered his head and fell silent. However, his brain was thinking fast. There were some things he couldn't deny, but he couldn't admit to the whole truth. Otherwise, he was very sure that he wouldn't make it past tonight.
After a while, he tentatively said, "I honestly have no idea where Jewel went. On the day Helena died from the accident, she fell because she wanted to push me to visit Jewel."
Alex pulled out the dagger that was sticking into Damian's right leg. There was a distracted look on his face.
"So, why are you so scared to see Jewel?"
Damian couldn't even be bothered by the pain caused by the removal of the knife. He stared intently at the dagger in Alex's hand, so terrified that he started stuttering. "I-I was just scared of you, not her."
Alex scoffed. "So, you believe that I'm clueless, don't you?"
As he spoke, he patted the bloody dagger against Damian's face. "I'm giving you a chance by letting you speak, understand?"
The cool sensation of the metal caused goosebumps to surface all across Damian's body. He unconsciously started chattering, and he feared that the dagger would impale him the next second.
Alex stared at the subtle changes in Damian's expression, saying, "You were the one pulling strings behind the scenes so that Jewel would end up in Double Dragon Court, weren't you?"
Damian wanted to pretend that he was framed, but Alex's words terrified him so terribly that his eyelids twitched mechanically. How did he know about that?
Could it be that Jewel regained her memories?
No! That was impossible!
If she regained her memories, Alex should have known about his mother chasing Jewel out back then.
Jewel wouldn't possibly continue to be with him in such a carefree manner.
Alex might be setting a trap for him. Yes, that was definitely it. NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.
Damian couldn't panic now; he had to keep calm. "I don't know what you're talking about. What Double Dragon Court? Don't blame every bad thing on me."
Alex stared at Damian with an examining look. Finally, he snorted disdainfully. "If you don't know about Double Dragon Court, why did the bodyguards stop you from leaving? Don't you dare tell me that you weren't aware that the casino was one of Double Dragon Court's dens?"
Damian could feel his rising panic. How did Alex know such things?
How did he figure out that the bodyguards had stopped them on purpose?
"So what if it's under Double Dragon Court? What does that have to do with me? He probably just wants a part of the money I lost. Didn't you see that I was almost prohibited from leaving today?"
Damian stared at the dagger in Alex's hand, which was raised high in the air. It would come plunging at any moment.
A terrified Damian then screamed shrilly, "No, stop—"
Alas, Alex had no desire to humor Damian as he thrust the dagger in the direction of Damian's arm.
His expression was stone cold, but his tone remained indifferent, saying, "I said that I would kill you if you continued to spout any more nonsense. Since you wish to die looking like a bloody colander, I can make that wish come true."