Duke Wilson's words were astonishing, not only Evan, but even Dr. Hester was stunned. He stared at the Duke blankly, and his beard was still laughably cocked.

Evan responded quickly, with a cold smile on his face: "The Duke is very right, I really should go back, Mrs. Sanders is not here, the church is very complicated."

Dr. Hester smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yes, it's my fault, so I won't delay your business."

Evan nodded quickly, then turned and left the living room without even looking at the Duke.

Butler Chris dutifully sent him to the door of Cornwall Manor. Evan just wanted to leave, but he suddenly said, "Pastor Bruce." He was stern and serious: "I hope You can visit Cornwall Manor more in the days to come, and Lord Edward is very pleased with your company."

This faithful old housekeeper has devoted his entire life to this manor. His feelings for Edward and Duke Wilson are the same as for his grandson and son.

Evan was not in a very good mood at first, and at this time, the arrogant words of Butler Chris made him angry.

"Mr. Chris, the entire Derainier is the parishioners under my rule. They are all children of the Lord, whether it is Lord Edward or the son of a tenant, they are all the same in my eyes. To discriminate and favor anyone, you should say less of your words in the future."

Evan finished these words very coldly, ignoring the surprised butler Chris, and turned to leave Cornwall Manor.

Evan returned to the church. Sheriff Chandler was still waiting in the church. He saw Evan's figure, his eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up and greeted him.

"Oh, my dear Mr. Reverend, why did you come back at this time, I want to tell you a happy event, this case is now completely solved, the murderer is Mrs. Lawrence, I asked her maid Laura, Mrs. Lawrence I had an argument with little John before, and even hit her cute little John, you say, what an interesting discovery." Sheriff Chandler smiled with a pretentious smile.

Evan's heart is now occupied by Duke Wilson's blunt attitude, and he has no time to pay attention to this, he waved his hand impatiently: "You don't have to tell me this kind of thing, if you have evidence, you can put any sent to the gallows."

Sheriff Chandler didn't pay attention to Evan's attitude. He immediately said excitedly: "Do you agree with me too?"

Evan is a little absent-minded now, and he doesn't hear his point of view at all: "Yes, I agree." Evan now just wants to send the long-winded sheriff away.

Sheriff Chandler was finally satisfied this time. He smiled and patted Evan on the shoulder, turned and left the church.

Evan sat in the front row of the church, folded his hands and faced Jesus, looking like he was praying, but in fact he was really thinking about today's events quickly in his heart. Why did Duke Wilson suddenly drive him away so rudely? Did Dr. Hester say something? Evan's heart is messed up.

Evan had a very tormented night. While thinking about his behavior these days, he reflected on whether he had a proper place. Before he went upstairs, he was full of confidence that Duke Wilson still treated him well. If you have a good impression, otherwise you would not have reprimanded Chris, who made his own decisions, but things changed when he went downstairs.

During this process, only Dr. Hester spoke to the Duke, so it was definitely what Dr. Hester said that changed the Duke's attitude.

Evan made up his mind secretly in his heart, he must find out what Dr. Hester said.

But Evan hadn't had time to implement his plan, and early the next morning, a huge scandal spread rapidly throughout Derain.

Mrs. Lawrence was arrested by Sheriff Chandler on suspicion of killing her own son, John Lawrence.

It was like the most incredible burlesque, and it caused a huge stir in Delan Lille, and it was only at this time that Evan remembered that the high speech made by Sheriff Chandler yesterday afternoon, his whole being. Some fidget.

And at this time, Mrs. Sanders came back.

Mrs. Sanders was no longer as haggard and weak as Evan had seen her last time. Although her face was pale, her expression was firm. She was wearing a light gray skirt and a cape wrapped around her shoulders. Mr. Chandler stood behind her with a worried look on his face.

She looked at Evan, the sadness in her eyes almost overflowed her eyes: "Pastor Bruce, I know that you have a very good relationship with Sheriff Chandler, please tell him that I want to see Mrs. Lawrence, After that, I will tell him everything I know, it is very important!"

Evan's eyes couldn't help tightening. He had some guesses before. Could it be that Mrs. Sanders really...

"Is it okay with your body?" Evan asked, pretending not to know.

Mrs. Sanders looked at him, her eyes full of enthusiasm: "Pastor Bruce, you are a noble person, and you don't want to expose my shame, but I believe that you must have guessed that my burial is there. The secret in your heart, please go and tell Sheriff Chandler what I said, I just want to see Mrs. Lawrence now."

Evan opened his mouth in embarrassment, but in the end he found that he couldn't say anything. Mrs. Sanders is a smart person, but unfortunately she thinks herself too well.

"I see, I will make arrangements for you, please wait a moment." Evan left the church after saying that.

On the way to Sheriff Chandler's house, Evan has been thinking about this matter, it seems that his guess has been confirmed, then if it is as he thought, then Mrs. Lawrence's suspicion is even more big.

This is like a disaster, Evan cursed in his heart, he never thought that a good Mary Sue novel would turn into what it is now.

Sheriff Chandler was very impatient with Mrs. Sanders' request. He was busy interrogating Mrs. Lawrence, who was blaming him. Wen, Sheriff Chandler had to think about it.

"Mr. Pastor, Mrs. Lawrence has been detained by the police, I'm afraid this matter is difficult to handle." Sheriff Chandler said with a bitter face.

Evan knew that he didn't want to waste time, so he didn't go around the corner and said directly: "Don't worry, this visit will definitely satisfy you. Mrs. Sanders knows some very important information that you must know."

Sheriff Chandler's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was now in a dilemma in the interrogation of Mrs. Lawrence, because the lady was like a hoarse lunatic, cursing with all the words she could think of. He was obsessed with himself and didn't listen to what he had to say.

"Since this is the case, then I think the police can provide appropriate facilities, but also ask Mrs. Sanders to provide some really beneficial information." Sheriff Chandler is really frightened by this case now.

Evan smiled: "Of course, trust me, sheriff, you will never be disappointed."

Under the coaxing of Evan, Sheriff Chandler successfully agreed to this matter, but considering Mrs. Sanders' health, the place where they would meet was the Delan Lille Church.

When Sheriff Chandler brought Mrs. Lawrence out, Evan almost couldn't believe it. The person in front of her was the arrogant Mrs. Lawrence. Her gorgeous clothes were now eclipsed, and her arrogant face was early at this time. She has become a little neurotic, she is thinner than before, and her high cheekbones make her originally unbeautiful face even more mean.

As soon as she saw Evan, it was as if she saw a life-saving straw, and she jumped up and grabbed Evan's hands tightly: "Pastor Bruce, please help me, these thugs accuse me of killing my son! That's my little John! How could I have killed him!"

Evan was a little embarrassed, but he didn't pull out his hand. He just calmly said, "Madam, don't worry, if you didn't do this, then no one could send you to the gallows."

There was panic in Mrs. Lawrence's eyes, and she didn't believe Evan's nonsense at all, but she had no chance to say more. Sheriff Chandler took her directly to the carriage where the prisoner was sitting, and made her disappear completely. Evan's sight.

"Pastor Bruce, I'm so sorry, Mrs. Lawrence is really an unreasonable woman." Sheriff Chandler smiled apologetically.

Evan slightly curved the corners of his mouth, and the expression on his face was very gentle: "You shouldn't say that as a lady, although she is likely to make big mistakes, she is also a child of God, and in my eyes, she is treated equally. of."

"It's very possible?" Sheriff Chandler looked at Evan in surprise: "Mrs. Lawrence's crime is already done, Mr. Reverend."

Evan lowered his head, a little uncertainty flashed in his eyes, and finally said, "Since that's the case, I won't make any judgment until the judge doesn't make a judgment."

Sheriff Chandler sighed and seemed to be surprised by Evan's statement: "You are really a kind-hearted person, even so, you will not give up the lost lamb, Mr. Pastor, you will become a great pastor in the future. of."

Evan pursed his lips and smiled. His goal was not just to be a great priest.

Sheriff Chandler and Evan shared a carriage back to the church. When they entered, the carriage that held Mrs. Lawrence had just arrived.

Mrs. Lawrence didn't know who was going to see her, but when she saw Mrs. Sanders, she seemed to have been hit by something and almost fell down.

Fortunately, someone behind her supported her, which prevented a tragedy.

"What's the matter with you, my lady?" Mrs. Sanders looked at Mrs. Lawrence coldly, with deep hatred in her eyes.

Mrs. Lawrence was almost speechless. She looked straight at Mrs. Lawrence, as if something had appeared in her mind, and her expression was almost a little frightened.

"Mr. Sheriff." Mrs. Sanders turned her head to look at Sheriff Evan and Chandler: "Could you please leave me a moment for me to talk to her."