Avery went somewhere just now and then said with a critical smile, "Do you think I can believe you?"
Diana had already expected what Avery would say. She sat on the bed comfortably and then answered peacefully, "If Evan didn't agree, do you think I can put glass in Mr. Howel's house? Besides, I guess you had already noticed the place where I put on is the place you usually pass by.
"I knew you added toxins to the paintings. Don't blame Evan. I know what you want."
"You can ask him in person. He hated you at that time. For killing you, he deliberately chose this kind of glass. I had reminded him that the painting is harmful, but he insisted on adding more paintings."
"Really? How skillful you are! I know you can do anything for being with Evan."