Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 311

Roger was a little surprised.

When I went with him, Roger asked me, "What did you say to Shelton? How come he is willing to let you come with me?"

"I told him the truth."

I had a little bit understanding of Shelton.

He seemed to be someone without any sense of securities. So what Shelton wanted to know was the truth.

If I wanted to stay safely by his side, I had to tell him everything.

Instead of going to the round table where Roger had been, we went to the resting area in the corner.

There were large sofas and snacks.

We sat on two sofas separately. I asked him, "Tell me."

"Seth's car incident indeed... has something to do with me." Upon saying so, Roger paused.

Based on what he said, in my opinion, he had admitted that he was the one who had orchestrated Seth's car incident.

"You! Why?"

Even though Seth had been dead for so many years, I couldn't calm down at all after knowing that it was Roger who did it!

Standing up excitedly, I looked at him.

"Calm down," Roger said, "I'll take you to a place first. Of course, you can call Shelton. He surely will be worried if you go with me."

With his hands in his pockets, Roger seemed to look somewhat solemn.

"Where are we going?"

I was a little alert.

Seeing me like this, Roger couldn't help curling up the corner of his lips and smiled, "I've asked you to call Shelton. How come you are afraid that I will screw you up? Let me tell you, I'm just a Husky at best. The real wolf is the one behind you."

His metaphor sounded somewhat funny.

However, I knew that as Roger said, Shelton surely wasn't that simple.

I hesitated for a moment. Then I got up, called Shelton, and left with Roger.

Roger drove us to an independent building downtown. From the outside, the building looked fine. With lights off, it didn't seem to be open.

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As Roger said, he took out a key and opened the door.

After arriving at the door, he opened the switch door next to him with the key and pushed up most of the power bulbs.

All of a sudden, the lights in the whole building were all lit up!

Standing at the door, I could see that it should be a dance hall that had been furnished exquisitely.

Shelton and I went in with Roger.

I wondered whether it was because it was late at night that it was exceptionally cold in the hall. Moreover, the atmosphere seemed to be rather strange.

We wandered around the dance hall. Sensing the architecture style familiar, I looked up at Roger and said, "Seth was the designer of this place, right?"

Roger nodded, "BINGO!"

"Isn't it good? Why did you hurt him?" I looked at Roger excitedly, "If you weren't satisfied with his design back then, you should have said it directly. After he completed the design, if you thought that it was a waste of money, you could have asked him to start all over. Why did you take his life so lightly?"

After so many years, as I saw Seth's design, all kinds of feelings welled up in my heart!

I walked to Roger and raised my hand to slap him without hesitation, "I want you to pay with your life!"

I didn't slap Roger with much strength. After being slapped by me, Roger didn't move at all.

Furthermore, he didn't seem to be angry at all. Curling up the corner of his lips slightly, he said, "Look at this place more carefully. Is there anything wrong with his design? If it's just that I wasn't satisfied with his design, would I be angry? I had done something to his car a long time ago. And he happed to run into an accident at that time. This means that this kind of thing can backfire."

"Backfire?"

Hearing Roger's words, I understand something.

I looked around the bar.

I had only surveyed it roughly just now. But now, looking around more discreetly, I suddenly felt creepy!

It turned out that nothing else but the design of this house resulted in the weird atmosphere and the chill here. Because it was a "Lowbrow Room"!

"Get out!"

Realizing this, I dragged Shelton out of the room.

As I walked out, I looked at the design of the room. Although I only knew a little about the lowbrow room, I thought that it was too cruel to design this place like this. After the bar was open, Roger should count himself lucky if he got disabled! There would be far worse results.

At worst, Roger's family members would be either dispersed or dead.

In an instant, I thought of the text on Seth's cell phone.

"He said that he wanted to make a bet..."

"Could it be that he was referring to this matter?"

"How come Seth studied this?"

When I reached the door, I looked at Roger and asked in disbelief, "Did Seth design this place?"

"What do you think?"

Roger said calmly.

"It's impossible. To design this place, the designer should have professional knowledge. I don't know much about it before joining the Archaic Architecture Sect. How come he knew this kind of eccentric design?"

I wasn't convinced at all.

Roger smiled, took out his cell phone, and clicked open a few pictures. Then he handed the cell phone to me and said, "These are the original pictures. Take your time to look at them. Tell me your thoughts after you are done."

I started to look at the pictures. And I couldn't be more familiar with Seth's style.

Whether it was the effect diagrams or the arrow diagrams, they were all made by Seth!

Moreover, the layout of the lowbrow room was slowly infiltrated in the blueprint.

The more I looked at the pictures, the paler I looked.

I couldn't believe that Seth would do such a thing!

"It's not the first time for him, your great and capable Seth, to do this. I've checked it. He did this for others at college. It's just that he seemed to be incompetent at that time and didn't do it very well," Roger said.

"You're lying!"

"Am I? I got plenty of evidence to prove myself. What's your email address? I long asked others to get the evidence. And I will email them to you."

After Roger said that, I dared not give him my mailbox for a while.

I was afraid!

The hall just now was designed in a very ingenious way. And judging from the drawings, the designer had hidden everything well. If it weren't for the professionals, others couldn't tell it at all!

It surely wasn't the first time for Seth to have done this!

"Why did Seth study this?"

Roger looked at me and said, "I did have someone grind the brakes of his car, intending to give him a warning. But he drove the car on the highway instead. Admittedly, he has done too many bad deeds. And it's time for him to die."

"You... you are talking nonsense!" I stared at Roger, saying, "He... He surely was forced to do so!"

"Really? I think it is you who forced him. He liked you. But he couldn't compare with Patrick in every aspect. So he went to extremes and wanted to make a fortune." Roger stared at me with a vicious look in his eyes.

I dared not look at him into his eyes.

Because the text on Seth's cell phone before his death had explained a lot.

At this time, Shelton's cell phone rang. And he answered the phone.

When Shelton was far away, Roger's face suddenly changed. With his hands crossed in front of his chest, he showed a playful smile, approached me, and whispered, "There is another reason why Patrick was separated from you back then. That was, he provoked gangsters while helping you investigate Seth's case. And someone even tried to kill him in revenge. He was seriously injured and almost died."

I looked at Roger in surprise.

Roger continued, "Later, I heard that fearing that you would be worried, he went home that day."