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."

the last few months.Some drivers said that the lights on the bridge were not bright enough,

iron railing of the

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

story you’re still unaware of.Take care of company matters while

was already walking into the

Ethan already had

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

and used it to further investigate the driver of the truck.He

talking about the handicapped guy who drives a

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

neighbors weren’t reserved at all, and divulged

that the son went abroad to escape the

for a plane ticket? No, how did he manage to slip past the local police in the

of this makes

fishy was going on beneath the