"Mrs. Cross, preliminary examination shows that your husband died of a sudden heart attack."

The doctor who took over explained: "Whether further autopsy will be carried out in the future depends on the mutual consent of you and the police."

"That's it..."

The alcoholic Linda was silent and subconsciously looked at her adopted daughter Beth beside her. Under her gaze, she raised her head and said, "Let's see what the police arranged. What about Esther?"

"Your daughter Esther?"

The doctor nodded: "She is at the nurse's place. I will ask the nurse to bring her here."

"No need, let's go find her."

Linda, who was drunk, waved her hands.

She said goodbye to the doctor, and according to the address given by the doctor, she took Beth to find Esther. Standing outside, she did not go in immediately, but looked at Esther who was sitting quietly and crying inside.

When she wanted to go in, Beth held her back.

"Wait until Chuck Wolf comes over."

Beth said.

"You doubt..."

Linda, who was drunk, was stunned and surprised.

Although she felt that Esther was a bit weird and bad, she did not connect her husband's death with Esther at all.

Seeing that Beth was silent, she asked in a low voice: "Do you know something?"

"She is dangerous."

Beth just said.

After hearing this again, Linda felt completely different, not to mention the shock. She raised her head and subconsciously looked at Esther in the room, only to see Esther suddenly look over and look directly at her.

"Mother."

Esther ran out of the room, her voice sounding like crying.

Linda, who was drunk, was not used to this kind of address, but when she saw Esther coming, she could only greet her, and Esther threw her into his arms.

"Mrs. Cross."

The female nurse came over to say hello.

"Do you know what happened?"

Linda, who was drunk, pushed Esther away uncomfortably and asked, "Why did your father suddenly become ill and die?"

"I don't know either."

Esther cried: "I was playing chess with my father. One moment, he was fine, and the next moment, he suddenly fell to the ground. I called 911, but by the time they arrived, it was already too late."

The caregiver left voluntarily and gave up her space to this broken family.

The alcoholic Linda glanced at Beth and said to the crying Esther: "Don't worry, it's okay. We have asked Detective Chuck to help."

"Detective Chuck?"

The crying Esther was stunned and asked with a confused look on his face: "What does this have to do with him?"

"Help eliminate Linda's suspicion."

Beth said calmly: "Mr. Cross bought high life insurance premiums for himself and Linda before his death.

Now that Mr. Cross has passed away, there will naturally be an investigation, and because the beneficiary is Linda, she is suspected.

Although it wasn't Linda who did it.

But that’s not necessarily the case if someone is framed.

And with Detective Chuck, Linda will not be wronged."

Even though she was adopted, she never called Linda and the others mom and dad.

"That's great!"

Esther's eyes flashed, revealing a hint of surprise, and then said sadly: "I believe mom! Dad just died of illness, what does this have to do with mom."

"Um."

Linda, who was drunk, saw that Esther was much more well-behaved than usual, so she nodded and looked at Esther with a softer look.

"Mom, now that dad has passed away, will we be sent back to the orphanage?"

Esther took a step forward and looked at Linda with tears in her eyes.

As soon as these words came out, even Beth couldn't help but look over.

This is indeed the issue she is most concerned about now.

Not mentioning that she didn't want to go back to the orphanage, let's just say that she was well-known now and some good families were willing to adopt her, but she didn't want to do that.

Beth, a precocious genius girl, understands that an adoptive mother like Linda is her freest choice.

Now that the relationship has been adjusted well and there is some affection, she is not willing to take the risk of changing it.

"Will not……"

Linda, who is an alcoholic, is also aware of this problem and subconsciously refuses because her adopted daughter Beth is now her place of honor.

But then she reacted, subconsciously looked at Esther, and her words changed.

"I don't know either. Now that your father has passed away, even if I want to continue raising you, I'm afraid I'm powerless..."

When she said this, her hand quietly held Beth's hand beside her, and her eyes expressed comfort, but she didn't know that all of this fell into the eyes of Esther, who had been paying attention to her expression.

When she thinks about it, Bess is the one she must fight for.

As for Esther, it is not necessary.

Peggy's mother Linda, who has never seen her, devoted so much energy to Peggy, a daughter of a talented girl, that her relationship with her ex-husband broke down and divorced her.

They are still like this.

She is from a widow's family, and it is already very difficult to raise one daughter. How can she have the energy to raise two?

So I didn't say anything to avoid saying no.

"I know, Mom."

Esther lowered his head and said sadly: "Can we go back first?"

"That's fine."

The alcoholic Linda subconsciously agreed.

In fact, she doesn't want to stay here at this moment, because there is no wine here, and there is plenty of wine at home, and she needs a few drinks to calm down.

"Chuck Wolf isn't here yet."

Beth shook her head.

"Do we have to wait for him?"

Aster raised his head and said, "We can wait for him at home. I really don't like it here."

"yes!"

Beth nodded.

"Bess is right."

Although the alcoholic Linda was inclined to go back, when Beth insisted, she changed her mind and said, "We'll wait for Detective Chuck to come over, and then we'll go back together to take a look."

"Does it have to be like this?"

Esther looked at Linda pitifully.

"yes!"

Linda, who is drunk, has no feelings for Esther's prayers. She must be cruel when she thinks of sending Esther away later, why not now.

"I don't think so."

Esther looked at Linda, whose eyes were firm, and his eyes turned cold. He didn't know when a lady's miniature pistol appeared in his hand, and he pointed it at Linda.

Linda was stunned and looked at Esther in disbelief: "Esther, stop playing."

"That's not okay, you are my mother."

Esther skillfully operated the pistol. Listening to the assembly sound that was completely different from that of a toy gun, Linda's legs went weak and she looked at Esther in horror.

"Good sister, you are called a genius girl, come and tell her, who calls the shots in this game?"

"What do you want?"

Beth Harmon supported Linda, slightly frightened, but quickly regained her composure.

"What do I want?"

Esther smiled and said: "Originally, I thought we were a family and loved each other.
To be continued...