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.

was the reason that Zachary had asked

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

let

so Mr. Nacht asked Ms. Cynthia to stay with us.” Spencer added, “Mr. Blackwood

it. “She could do this even to her own sister. It’s deliberate murder. Cynthia could have been killed if she

both of them are his daughters. Mr. Blackwood may have his own concerns. I heard that in the past few days, they have locked her up and are ready to teach her some

cause him troubles.” Zachary was lazy to comment further, so he turned to leave. “Tell Grandpa

you going to stay a little longer? Mr. Nacht is going to

Spencer could finish his sentence, Zachary had already entered

a sigh and turned around

though that person had changed their number, he

the rest to stay quiet as he picked up the

“Hello?”

up.” She was like

“Where are you?”

“Sultry Night.”

be there in

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