THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 1212

Grover's words hit Elsa like a physical blow. Her face went deathly pale.

What was he saying? The Forrester family homicide? Her DNA at the scene?

She hadn't told anyone anything. How could Grover have found out something had happened to the Forresters? Who called the police?

And more importantly, she had cleaned the scene meticulously. How could she have left any DNA behind?

Elsa had always known this day might come, but she never expected it to be so soon. It had been less than ten days.

Taking a deep breath, she looked at Grover. "What are you talking about? I don't understand. What homicide? What DNA? I don't know anything. I don't know what you're talking about."

She wasn't out of the country yet. She didn't have a new name or identity. She couldn't admit to anything. As long as she denied everything, the police couldn't touch her.

Seeing her denial, Officer Ford, who had been silent until now, spoke up. "You say you don't know anything. Then let me ask you this: where did you go after you left Elegant Court Apartments at 6:30 PM on June 28th?"

Elegant Court Apartments was where Elsa lived.

June 28th? Of course, she remembered that day. It was the day she personally sent the Forrester family to hell.

"Th-that was so long ago. How am I supposed to remember where I was that night?" Elsa avoided Officer Ford's gaze.

"It's been less than ten days. How could you not remember?"

"I just don't," Elsa said, her face a mask of innocence. "Mr. Grover, is it a police officer's job to manage my memory now?"

"That's obviously a delivery driver. What makes you think that's me?"

Officer Ford nodded. "If you say that's not you, then how do you explain this?" He swiped to another screen. "Your online purchase history. Why did you buy a delivery driver's uniform?"

"Now tell me! Where did you hide the Forresters' bodies?" Officer Ford's voice suddenly boomed.

Even with the evidence right in front of her, Elsa maintained her facade. "I bought the uniform for cosplay! I like dressing up! The things you're accusing me of have nothing to do with me! Instead of finding the truth, you're here browbeating a defenseless girl. Is this how you police officers work?"

Grover narrowed his eyes and interjected, "Stop pretending, Elsa. A normal person, upon hearing their husband and in-laws were dead, would be shocked and devastated. But you? You're not sad, you're not shocked, you're not even curious. You're just desperate to distance yourself from it. And you still claim you have nothing to do with it? It will go a lot easier for you if you cooperate."

Elsa shot back, "Mr. Grover, you must not know. Xander was divorcing me! He didn't care about me, so why should I be sad? Why should I grieve? Are you trying to guilt-trip me?"