Lu Feng frowned, the smell in the room made him nauseous. He leaned against the door, looking at the man on the bed, and said, "So you are Daisy's lover, no wonder you helped her. What do you think will happen to you if the Duke finds out?"
The man's pupils contracted. He said, "I don't understand what you're talking about."
"You understand. During that twenty-minute video call with Daisy, she wasn't in front of the computer, right?" Lu Feng questioned aggressively. Although the man had answered decisively when Lu Feng asked him last night, his eyes constantly flickered—clearly lying.
"She was in front of the computer," the man insisted on his previous answer.
"Oh, really?" Lu Feng said coldly, "I think you should know that Daisy killed a man. You concealed it for her, making you an accomplice. Not only will Duke Mansion not let you go, but my boss won't either."
