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.

that Zachary

added lowly, “Mr. Blackwood refused to talk about it, so

temper, how could she have just let it be? Nevertheless, she

Sharon would bully Ms. Cynthia when 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 punish Sharon?” Zachary couldn’t reason with it. “She could do this even to her own sister. It’s deliberate murder.

Mr. Blackwood may have his own concerns. I heard that in the past few days, they have locked her up

cause him troubles.” Zachary was lazy to comment further, so

little longer? Mr. Nacht is going to get mad

his sentence, Zachary had already

sigh and

the car, his other phone rang. Even though

and the rest to stay quiet as he

“Hello?”

up.” She was like a

“Where are you?”

“Sultry Night.”

be there in

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