Chapter 512

"Dad, did you do anything else than drink?" Natasha pressed on.

"What do you mean?" He was puzzled by her questions.

"Dad, think carefully! You can't make a mistake here!" She was dead serio

us.

"I think I blacked out from drinking. I can't remember a thing. What happ

ened?" Hector frowned

softly. Natasha finally dropped the bomb. "Dad, Sir Moran's daughter was

dead!"

"She's dead?" He was stunned by the news. "How did that happen?"

"We don't have the details yet, but rumors had it that you were the murde

rer!" Natasha informed him.

"Did they say I was the murderer?" He was completely lost. Eyes bulging,

he shook his head vehemently.

"No, that's impossible! No matter how drunk I am, I would not kill someon

e!" He might be a lightweight, but he was a well–

behaved drunk. Normally, he'd be dead asleep after he was drunk and never

made a scene.

"I don't believe them either, but witnesses claimed they saw you murder h

er. Sir Moran's forces are at our door, and they will force their way in

at any time! Think carefully! Did you do it or not?" Natasha growled. The

regional deputy chief was the third–in–

command in Millsburg, and he had the power to ruin the Harmons with

a command.

"I–

I really can't recall a thing, but I believe that I would never do that."

Hector furrowed his brows.

"Gosh, Hector, what's that good for? Sir Moran doesn't believe that!" Tre

nt shook his head slowly.

"Yeah, Trent, how could you black out from drinking at someone's birthday

event? You do not have self–

control at all!" Jacob seemed disappointed and furious at his sibling. Th

e family had enough on their plate, and the new accusation added insult t

o injury.

"Uncle Hector, turn yourself in if you were the culprit. Don't drag your

family into it." At that moment, a slender and alluring beauty emerged fr

om the crowd. She was Trent's eldest daughter, Kate. Trent had a son and

daughter, but after Quentin's death, Kate immediately came to her father'

s side from Stonia.

*Kate Harmon, stop spewing nonsense! My dad is not a murderer!" Ruth glar

ed at her cousin.

"Better not get ahead of yourself. It's not uncommon for drunk people to

commit crimes accidentally. If Uncle Hector is innocent, why would Sir Mo

ran send his men to arrest him?" Kate remarked as if stating the obvious.

Ruth was dumbfounded, "You-"

The accusation might be hard to believe, but there was always a dreadful

possibility that it might be true. The problem was that Hector could not

recall any memories from that night.

"Could someone have pinned the murder on him?" Dustin blurted out.

Natasha, deep in her thoughts, said, "The possibility has crossed my mind

, but I don't have evidence for now. We need a detailed investigation," I

t was too much of a coincidence for the murder to happen at that point. S

he had reason to suspect foul play.

"I heard that Sir Moran's daughter was murdered after being sexually assa

ulted. Uncle Hector, did you get

horny after you were drunk and took advantage of her?" Kate dropped anoth

er odd speculation.

"Bullshit! My dad is not a rapist!" Ruth instantly jumped up and down wit

h anger. Natasha and Jessica, though

quiet, both frowned at the allegation, Kate was an impertinent young lady

.

"Kate, stop that nonsense!" Trent berated his daughter. "Your Uncle Hecto

r is a good man. He'll never do

anything like that. Someone must have framed him!"

"You'll never know what a man's like behind the back. Who knows?" Kate's

reply was loaded.

"That's enough! Are you going to add to the mess that this family is alre

ady in?" Natasha finally chastised

Kate.

Kate merely sneered. "You shouldn't be yelling at me. Start worrying abou

t cleaning up your dad's mess."

"You" Natasha was on the verge of an outburst when Jack ran in with urgen

cy. "Ms. Harmon, things are bad!

The soldiers out there have barged in!"