My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet was fast asleep, Ethan exited the ward and quietly closed the door behind him.

Garrett was leaning against the wall across the hallway, waiting.

The moment he saw Ethan come out of the ICU.he straightened, smoothed his suit, and walked over.

"How is the investigation going?" Ethan asked after casting his friend a short glance.

"Find whoever is behind this.Get me the names of everyone involved." His gaze darkened with every word he spoke.

Sunlight filtered through the windows, casting long shadows as the two men strode down the corridor.

Garret pushed his glasses against the bridge of his nose and answered carefully.

"The drivers of both vehicles died in the accident.The police didn’t discover anything suspicious, either.They ruled it as just another unfortunate incident."

Ethan stopped walking and narrowed his eyes.

"They’re both dead?" He sneered at the scenery outside.

"How convenient."

several rear-end accidents have happened on the same bridge in the last few months.Some drivers said that the lights on the bridge were not bright enough, so sometimes they

on the iron railing of the corridor

After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and assumed his usual

story you’re

already walking into the elevator before he could ask

truth, Ethan already had

to have Janet killed.He wouldn’t put it past them to hire someone to murder

investigate the driver of the truck.He paid a visit to the man’s neighborhood and asked

handicapped guy

to be terminally ill? I heard that his doctor gave him just a few days more to live.Oh! And he has a son who’s

weren’t reserved at all, and divulged a lot more than he had

son went abroad to escape

Where would he get the money for a plane ticket? No, how did he manage to slip past the

of this makes

going on