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Cynthia wanted him to stay, but he had already turned around and couldn’t see her sign language. Her silent call for him to stay was in vain.

She could only look at his back and watch him leave with a dejected feeling.

When Zachary walked out of the ward, Spencer was baffled. “You’re out so soon? Shouldn’t you be chatting with Ms. Blackwood for a little longer?”

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Zachary replied placidly. “Oh, right, Mr. Spencer, there should be news from the police, right? What actually happened with this car crash?”

Spencer looked at Cynthia, who was in the ward, and took Zachary to the other side before he replied in a hushed voice, “It was said to be intentional.”

“Intentional?” Zachary raised an eyebrow. “Who’s behind this?”

“It might be…” Spencer toned down again, “Ms. Sharon.”

“So it was her.”

Zachary had seen it coming, and he had asked Ben to investigate it. The incident happened at a T-junction, which was only two kilometers away from the Blackwoods’ residence. That location had multiple surveillance cameras installed. Hence, it was impossible that the case couldn’t be solved.

How could the Blackwoods just let it be when the perpetrator had escaped?

Something didn’t seem right.

Zachary had asked

I’m not too sure either.” Spencer added lowly, “Mr. Blackwood refused to talk about it, so

the night when the incident happened. Sharon was maddened by Charlotte in Ashenville Garden. Given her temper, how could she have just let it be? Nevertheless, she had nowhere to vent her rage, and she ran into Cynthia on her way home, so she ran her

she goes home, so Mr. Nacht asked Ms. Cynthia to stay with us.” Spencer added, “Mr. Blackwood doesn’t usually stay in H City. He’s concerned about Ms. Cynthia’s safety when he’s not around, and

punish Sharon?” Zachary couldn’t reason with it. “She could do this even to her own sister. It’s deliberate murder. Cynthia could have been killed if

have

Zachary was lazy to

stay a little longer? Mr. Nacht is going to get mad again when he doesn’t

finish his sentence, Zachary had

let out a sigh and turned around to

soon as Zachary got in the car, his other phone rang. Even though that person had changed their number, he immediately recognized that it was

Bruce and the rest to stay quiet as he picked

“Hello?”

up.” She was like

“Where are you?”

“Sultry Night.”

be there

up the call, Zachary ordered Bruce instantly, “Ask Marino to drive the