Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

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

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

just let it be? Nevertheless, she had nowhere to vent her rage, and she ran into Cynthia on her way home, so

Cynthia to stay with us.” Spencer added, “Mr. Blackwood doesn’t usually stay in H City. He’s concerned about Ms. Cynthia’s

do this even to her own sister.

sigh. “Nevertheless, both of them are his daughters. Mr. Blackwood may have his own concerns. I heard that in the

gentle. Sooner or later, his parenting style would cause him troubles.” Zachary was lazy to comment further, so he turned to leave. “Tell Grandpa that I’m leaving

Nacht is going to get mad again when

his sentence, Zachary had already

sigh and turned around to find

as Zachary got in the car, his other phone rang. Even though that person had

and the rest to stay

“Hello?”

pick me up.” She was like a queen

“Where are you?”

“Sultry Night.”

there

drive the Pagani over, and we shall meet up at somewhere