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."

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

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

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

in bewilderment, but Ethan was already walking into the elevator before he

had a suspect

desire to have Janet killed.He wouldn’t

further investigate the driver of the truck.He paid a visit to the

handicapped guy who drives

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

at all, and divulged a lot more than he

say that the son went abroad to

money for a plane ticket? No, how did he manage to slip past

of this

was going on beneath