Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 531: Ivy Wood Goes to Prison…

"I knew it would be like this." Ivy Wood spat out bitterly, "I did everything for her, yet she framed me!"

She looked at Malcom Moore, desperately trying to explain, "Malcom..."

Malcom Moore’s eyes were icy cold.

Ivy Wood hurriedly corrected herself, "Malcom, don’t believe Grace! She hates me! Yes, she hates me because I broke you two up six years ago... She wants, wants Luna and me dead, so she can get back with you and have you all to herself forever. It’s a two-for-one shot, Malcom!"

Malcom Moore sneered coldly, not replying to her words, instead asking, "Speak, where’s the video?"

Ivy Wood played dumb, "What video?"

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t hand it over." Malcom Moore looked at Ivy Wood, speaking slowly and deliberately, "Because you’ll never have the chance to publicize that video!"

Ivy Wood, "What do you mean?"

Just then, the police appeared.

The police officer in uniform looked at Ivy Wood and directly declared, "Ivy Wood, you are suspected of intentional murder, with conclusive evidence. The police are arresting you according to the law!"

After saying this, he looked at the police behind him, "Arrest her!"

As the police walked toward her, Ivy Wood widened her eyes in shock.

Impossible!

How could this be?

She had destroyed all the evidence, how could it be?

Ivy Wood looked at the officer, refusing to admit guilt, "I didn’t kill anyone, why are you arresting me?"

However, the handcuffs were still clamped onto her wrists.

Ivy Wood glared at Serena Sterling, accusingly speaking, "It’s her, it’s her who wants to kill! She’s the murderer, she wants to kill me, why don’t you arrest her?"

Seeing the police unmoved, Ivy Wood pointed at the surgical knife on the ground, "That’s her weapon! She used that surgical knife to try and kill me!"

Saying this, she looked at her own wounds, "Look, the injuries on me were inflicted by her!"

Still, the police remained unmoved.

Ivy Wood looked at those policemen, questioning them, "The weapon, the crime scene is here, yet you won’t arrest the murderer, instead you arrest me, what kind of police are you?"

"Ha!" The police officer who had spoken before sneered.

He took out the video and looked at Ivy Wood, speaking coldly, "Dr. Wood, you exploited your position, impersonated a nurse, and injected air into the patient’s saline solution, causing the patient’s death. After investigation, you were confirmed to be the nurse in the room that night. You are under arrest."

After saying this, he waved his hand, "Take her away!"

Seeing the video, Ivy Wood knew she was finished.

She looked fiercely at Serena Sterling, "Yes, yes I killed your mother, but I wasn’t the mastermind! It was Grace, she made me do it!"

Saying this, Ivy Wood laughed hysterically, "Haha..."

Serena Sterling’s eyes glared blood-red at Ivy Wood.

Her heart felt as if pierced by thousands of poisonous arrows, bleeding profusely...

The officer looked at Malcom Moore, speaking seriously, "Young Master Morris, we’ll take the criminal now, concerning today’s matters, whenever you feel convenient..."

Malcom Moore spoke coldly, "Today’s what matters?"

The police looked troubled, "Young Master Morris, this..."

This man he couldn’t afford to offend, nor was it within his capacity to offend.

But to pretend he saw nothing was simply...

"My fiancée learned that the murderer killed her mother, and driven by emotion, came to confront the murderer, only to find the murderer, having nothing left to lose, attempted to kill my fiancée too. Fortunately, I arrived just in time, otherwise, it would have been another bloody case."

Malcom Moore looked at the officer, speaking seriously and nonsensically.

The policeman nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes."

Ivy Wood was the murderer, this was an undisputed fact.

Young Master Morris’s reasoning was reasonable enough for him to report back.

He looked at the police escorting Ivy Wood, instructing, "Take her away!"

The police dragged Ivy Wood forward.

Ivy Wood angrily twisted her head, her eyes fiercely glaring at Serena Sterling, "You enraged your mother, causing her to have a stroke and been hospitalized, killing your mother, you won’t be happy!"

Malcom Moore coldly snapped, "Shut up!"

Ivy Wood looked at Malcom Moore, expressing her love madly, "Malcom, I’m the only one who truly loves you, who cares for you! They’re all using you!"

Malcom Moore was almost nauseous to the point of vomiting, too disgusted to pay attention to Ivy Wood.

He held Serena Sterling, afraid she might overthink, quickly spoke up, "Luna, she’s just a lunatic! She’ll soon pay with her life for Aunt Victoria’s!"

Serena Sterling said nothing, angrily glaring at Ivy Wood, her eyes full of murderous intent.

Ivy Wood was taken away.

As she passed by Grace Quarters’ room, her eyes glared viciously in the direction of Grace Quarters’ room, "Grace Quarters, I will never let you off easily!"

...

Ivy Wood was eventually put into a police car, awaiting the legal consequences.

Just as Ivy Wood was put into the police car, hearing the siren, Luna, staying in Ivy Wood’s office, suddenly laughed.

She laughed bitterly, her voice conveying endless desolation and grief, "She was right, I killed Mommy, I’m really the main culprit!"

As she laughed, crystal-clear tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

She looked at Malcom Moore, asking in utter sorrow, "Malcom Moore, do you know what it feels like to kill your own mother?"

Malcom Moore: "..."

Of course, he knew.

On his seventh birthday, because of him, his mother got into a car accident.

He never moved past it, always feeling like he killed his mother.

This kind of feeling, how could he not know.

Malcom Moore looked at Serena Sterling, aching for her deeply, speaking softly to comfort her, "Luna, Aunt Victoria’s death has nothing to do with you, don’t overthink it."

Serena Sterling laughed, "How could it have nothing to do with me? If not for me, why would Mother enter the hospital? If not for me, how would Mother die?"

These questions hammered Malcom Moore’s heart over and over.

He looked at Serena Sterling, speaking self-reproachfully, "Don’t blame yourself, blame me. If it weren’t for me, how could Ivy Wood have done such a thing?"

Yes, it’s his fault.

If not for meeting such a madwoman, Aunt Victoria wouldn’t be dead, Luna wouldn’t suffer such harm.

If there’s to be blame, he wished Luna would blame him and not herself.

Serena Sterling looked dazedly at Malcom Moore.

In her eyes, there was no trace of light, only suffocating sadness and pain, and deep regret.

She looked vacantly at the man she once loved, at this moment she hated him, "Indeed, blame you, it’s all your fault!"

After saying this, Serena Sterling’s vision darkened, and she fainted.

...

This time, Serena Sterling was unconscious for two full days.