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."

months.Some drivers said that the lights on the bridge

of the corridor as

he muttered under his breath After a moment of

into this myself.There are many sides to the story you’re still unaware of.Take care of company matters while I

but Ethan was already walking into the elevator before he could ask

had

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

and used it to further investigate the driver of the

talking about the handicapped guy

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

at all, and divulged a lot more than he

went abroad to escape

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

of this

going on beneath