Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 12

remained unconscious. One day, as she was delivering takeouts to her customers, she received a phone call from the private investigator. “Miss Murphy, I’ve found the negligent driver,” the investigator claimed. Since the negligent driver succeeded in escaping the accident involving her foster parents, plus the fact that, after the investigation, the vehicle was discovered to be a legally scrapped car, the negligent driver was nowhere to be found. Nonetheless, the private investigator was able to come up with a way to locate the car, and obtain the blood inside it to run a DNA test. Eventually, he discovered that the negligent driver was in fact a criminal. Receiving the news, Veronica was even more convinced that the Larsons had bribed the police officer responsible for the case. Otherwise, how could the police force fail to come to a finding? “Where is the man?” “I’ll arrive at Bloomstead in two hours. I’ll contact you again by then.” “Great. Thanks.” After hanging up her phone, Veronica muttered, “Dad, Mom, I’m getting closer to the truth! I’ll make sure the people who hurt you pay for it!” In the meantime, in the Larson Residence, Rachel received a call. After ending the call, she nervously stared at Floch and Tiffany who were sitting on the couch, anxiously stating, “A private investigator hired by Veronica found the driver in the accident. Do you think she has figured out that we were behind it?” “What? How did Veronica find him? Didn’t you say we recruited someone trustable?” Tiffany visibly panicked. As the matter would affect the Larson Family’s reputation, she couldn’t just stay out of it, fearing that it would tremendously hurt the family’s name. Then, Floch revealed a glum look. “Tiffy only began to get closer with Young Master Matthew recently. We can’t let Veronica work out that we were involved in the accident. Or else, we can no longer dwell in this city.” Rachel replied, “Indeed. That’s what I’m worried about.” Floch pondered with a glower. “Now that Veronica’s investigator has found the driver, if we wish to keep this buried, the driver will have to die.” Rachel then questioned, “What if Veronica already knows about it?” “Then she shall die too! As long as she lives, us Larsons can never find peace!” Tiffany’s face was filled with apathy along with traces of malice. Feeling helpless, Rachel and Floch peered at each other. Although Tiffany’s suggestion was an overkill, if Veronica found out about the truth, she would definitely inform Elizabeth about it. By then, they could forget about establishing a connection with the Kingses. “Fine, I’ll come up with something.” Unable to sit still, Floch stood up and left. Two hours later, Veronica received another call from her private investigator on her way home from delivering takeouts. “Are you in Bloomstead already? Where should I look for you?” She couldn’t suppress her feelings and was obviously agitated. “Greetings, Miss Murphy. I’m Ash, the private investigator’s assistant. I was told to relay to you that my boss has decided to terminate your recruitment.” “What? I’ve given you a total of 80,000, and now you’re saying you’re going to call it quits?” Veronica was infuriated. “The private investigator responsible for your investigation was violently beaten up by a gang of men on the way to Bloomstead, and the negligent driver was taken away. My colleague is in a critical condition and is now in the ICU.” “How can that be? Where’s the investigator now? I’ll go have a look…” “There’s no need for that. Farewell.” Finished, the person on the other side of the phone hung up. In that instant, Veronica was thoroughly baffled. She stopped her scooter under a tree