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 had asked Cynthia

lowly, “Mr. Blackwood refused to talk about it, so I didn’t

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 car

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

doesn’t he 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 she wasn’t

a sigh. “Nevertheless, both of them are his daughters. Mr. Blackwood may have his own concerns. I heard that in the past few days, they have locked

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

longer? Mr. Nacht is going to get mad again when he doesn’t see you

finish his sentence, Zachary had already entered

and turned around

Even though that person had changed their number, he immediately recognized that it was

to stay quiet as he picked

“Hello?”

pick me up.” She was like

“Where are you?”

“Sultry Night.”

be there in thirty

call, Zachary ordered Bruce instantly, “Ask Marino to drive the Pagani over, and we shall meet up at somewhere near