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."

drivers said that the lights

railing of the corridor as his mind

his breath After a moment of silence, he took a

look into this myself.There are many sides to the story you’re

already walking into the elevator before he

had a suspect in

didn’t care to hide their desire to have Janet killed.He wouldn’t put it past

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

you talking about the handicapped guy who drives

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 currently on the

reserved at all, and divulged a

son went abroad to escape the

plane ticket? No, how did he

of this

was going on beneath the