Chapter 665

The officer approached Melody, who was closest to Wendell. “Did you do this?” he asked, though the question seemed almost redundant given the bloodied dagger she was holding.

Melody calmly explained, “The blood is from me, but the poison in him has nothing to do with me. I performed the bloodletting to help detoxify him.”

Astrid shouted angrily, “You’re lying! Officer, this woman is the one who poisoned my brother and then, right in front of us, cut him and let out so much blood! Many people can testify to this. You must arrest her immediately!”

The officer’s gaze hardened. “Drop the tools in your hands!”

Melody complied, raising her hands to show she meant no further harm. The officer, slightly easing his grip on the stun baton, instructed her, “Back against the wall, turn around!”

As Melody was about to comply, Ken stepped forward and said, “She hasn’t lied or committed any crime. She’s a doctor, and she was trying to save a life. I can vouch for her.” Margaret quickly added, “I can confirm that as well!”

The officer surveyed the conflicting sides and said, “We must take her in for now. Once the investigation is complete, we’ll release her if she hasn’t done anything wrong. Don’t worry; we won’t wrongfully accuse anyone.”

Melody had heard this before. However, proving her innocence would rely solely on her. Once she was in the police station, who knew if Ulric would immediately sabotage her efforts? She couldn’t do anything inside, so she had to avoid being taken in.

Melody forced herself to stay calm and continued to defend herself, “You can consult medical professionals. The locations where I performed the bloodletting were carefully chosen, and the needles I used were specifically for detoxification.”

“I understand, but we still need to take you back for further investigation.”

The officer stepped forward to restrain her, but Ken quickly intervened. “You can’t just take her away like this.”

The officer, well aware of Ken’s status, responded with a tone of professional detachment. “I’m sorry, Mr. Swanson, but we must follow the law. Please don’t make this more difficult for us.”

Melody did not want to get Ken involved. She gritted her teeth and said, “Fine, I’ll go with you.”

“Melody!” Ken frowned deeply. “You don’t have to go with them.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of myself,” she said, giving him a look that conveyed her wish for him to stay out of it. Ken might still find a way to help from the outside, but if he came with her, her chances of finding a way out of the situation would be slim.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Swanson, Mrs. Margaret,” the officer said, nodding slightly before taking hold of Melody’s wrist and leading her away.

Mabel felt overjoyed. She thought, ‘They’ve taken her away! Melody is finally being arrested! Mom, did you see? I’ve avenged you! Melody will experience the pain you endured all. You can rest in peace now!’

As the officers escorted Melody out, they instructed, “Get the person on the ground lifted and rushed to the hospital immediately for emergency treatment.”

Melody glanced at Wendell, who remained unresponsive, and her eyes dimmed with worry. The hospital could not save him; this was no ordinary illness. The poison was from malicious doctors, and only those trained in ancient traditional medicine could offer a solution. Even experts like Colin, who were purely focused on traditional medicine, would be at a loss. This time, she might have indeed met her match.

“Don’t worry; I’ll get you out soon!” Ken’s gaze was intense, filled with unwavering determination. No matter what it took, he would ensure that she came out unharmed.

“Melody…” Margaret’s face was filled with worry and regret. “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let you come to help. If we had sent him to the hospital earlier, you wouldn’t have had to…”

Melody forced a smile. “Grandma, don’t worry. I’ll be fine. The truth will clear itself. I believe in the fairness and justice of the law.”

“Yes, I will think of a way, too,” Margaret said.

The officers urged, “Let’s go!” Melody nodded and complied, walking out with them.

Mabel’s eyes sparkled with excitement as the weight of her lingering anxiety finally lifted. Through this incident, she finally realized the true nature of things. She thought, ‘Ulric’s constant attention to Melody, even during meals, wasn’t because he was foolishly infatuated with her. Instead, he also wanted to deal with her! How wonderful is that! It’s as if the heavens have finally brought about the justice we’ve all been waiting for!’ She felt that her recent grievances were nothing compared to this moment.

Mabel was inwardly thanking her lucky stars when suddenly, Wendell, who had been placed on a stretcher, coughed up a mouthful of dark blood. The police officer checking his breathing earlier was startled by this sudden change when there was no sign of it. The officer, shaken, nearly dropped the stretcher as a result.

“He’s awake! Wendell’s awake!” Margaret cried out. “Don’t take Melody away! She’s innocent-she’s the one who saved him!”

The officer holding Melody paused and turned back, asking, “Sir, are you alright now?”

Wendell opened his mouth and managed to say, “Water…”

“Quick! Get him some water!” Fortunately, everyone was here for coffee, so finding a cup of water wasn’t tricky. Soon, a group of people managed to bring a cup of water over.

Wendell, wincing in pain from the cuts on his hand, grabbed the cup with trembling fingers and drank deeply. As if the water had cleared a blockage, his breathing gradually became more manageable and smooth.

Ulric was taken aback by Melody’s ability to save someone. His frustration with Jennie grew while he still harbored deep resentment towards Melody. He thought, ‘Wasn’t it said that this poison was exceptionally deadly and insidious, with no one able to cure it? Yet Melody managed to resolve it despite our similar age. How could Jennie claim no one could solve it? Damn, Jennie!’

Ulric, masking his frustration with a veneer of concern but with a warning glint in his eyes, asked, “Uncle, you’re awake? Are you feeling better?”

Wendell looked at Ulric with a complex expression, and after a long pause of over a minute, he finally spoke, “I suppose I’m not going to die.” He wasn’t foolish; he could now see who had tried to kill and save him.

Even though he was in a semi-conscious state when the fight broke out, Wendell was aware of everything happening around him before he lost consciousness. Before the illness took hold, he had just drunk a glass of water that Jennie had handed him with courtesy. The problem lay with that glass of water. However, the fact that Ulric would act this way toward him was no surprise. What truly hurt was realizing that even his sister, Astrid, was involved in this betrayal; he was utterly disappointed.