I'm not a Killer

Daren stood tense, his hands still cuffed, feeling the blood at the corners of his lips still flowing slowly. His heart sank when he saw the pale face of Laura, his wife, who was sobbing in Charlie's arms. Daren didn't expect to be slandered this badly. All the accusations directed at him felt like an endless nightmare."The accusation of your stepmother's death is enough to shock me, but now I have to face even worse accusations?" Daren shouted with mounting anger.Daren couldn't help himself; his patience was at an all-time low. "Why would you say such a thing, Laura?!" he exclaimed. He felt torn between disappointment and anger, unable to understand what was happening.Through a sad, tear-drenched gaze, Laura looked at Daren and replied shakily, "You... you can't deny it anymore, Daren! I've found the proof myself!"Before Daren could argue, Charlie tapped him on the shoulder, a mocking smile etched on his lips. "That's enough, Daren. For now, you are guilty. And accept the punishm

"You're a killer! The evidence is clear that you're a killer, Daren Navarro!"The people around him kept cheering and shouting insults. They didn't care about Daren's explanation. Irritated, he continued on his way, trying to stay away from the crowd that continued to insult him.The case of Vivian's death was still being discussed. They wanted to know how it went. Maybe it was because Vivian was the wife of a famous actor, so the news about Vivian's death by cyanide poison became a trending topic.Daren rubbed his stomach; hunger was starting to set in, the worms in his stomach had started screaming."I'd better buy some food over there," Daren muttered.When Daren tried to buy food at one of the bakeries, the baker gave him a cynical look. "We don't serve killer like you," the salesman said in a cold tone."Fine, thank you," said Daren, who chose not to fight back because he had no power at the moment. If there was real evidence, Darren might have shown it to those who had called hi

"Charlie, you...." Daren was surprised to see Charlie standing in front of him.Charlie flashed a sardonic smile. "How are you, Daren?" asked Charlie in a condescending tone.Before Daren could answer, Charlie suddenly stepped up to Daren quickly. Deftly, Charlie pulled out a syringe from his jacket pocket."Shut up, Daren," Charlie said coldly, while gripping the syringe tightly.Before Daren could react, Charlie quickly jabbed the syringe into Daren's arm. Daren felt something prick and immediately felt his body go limp."D-Damn it, Charlie... What did you... do to me...?" Daren said with a voice that began to stammer, before finally fainting and his body collapsed to the ground.Charlie immediately carried Daren's unconscious body into his car. He looked at Daren coldly before starting the engine and driving away.Charlie arrived at an old building that had been empty for a long time. Charlie carefully carried Daren's body into the building. He knew that this place would not be vis

"Sit down, Daren!" ordered Varro to his son.Daren nodded his head with ease as he sat next to his father. He still looked confused at Barra's arrival.Inspector Barra then sat down opposite him. "Dad, Daren still doesn't understand," Daren said, scratching his temples which didn't itch. He also felt his head start to spin trying to second guess himself."So, what does Inspector Barra mean by coming here? Why is she here?" asked Daren curiously.Varro - his father patted Daren's shoulder gently, trying to calm his son down."Calm down, Daren. I invited Inspector Barra to come here," said Varro.However, the father's answer was ambiguous. Daren felt very dissatisfied with the answer.Barra smiled a little, trying to calm things down. "That's right, Young Master Daren. I came here at your father's request," Barra said. "So? What was your father's reason for inviting Inspector Barra?" Daren asked in a tone of voice that sounded annoyed. "I was very relieved when I heard from Mr. Varro

"Daren, why don't we have dinner outside?" Varro said, seeing that his son Daren was getting bored. "Sure, Dad, but... " Daren exhaled roughly. He recalled how people who met him every time shouted at him as a killer. "But what, Daren? Are you afraid of the people out there who will yell at you that you're a murderer?" his father said with a shake of his head, apparently very sensitive to his son's concerns. "Daren just doesn't want to embarrass me," said Daren. "Don't worry, I won't be embarrassed at all. Come on, let's go."Daren nodded in agreement.Varro called his personal driver and two bodyguards to take him and Daren to a restaurant. In just three and a half minutes, Daren and Varro arrived at the restaurant. The waiters served them kindly, knowing that they were billionaires.Soon, the food and drinks that had been ordered were served on the table. Daren and his father began to enjoy their meal. They sat in a corner of the restaurant, chatting warmly as they savored thei