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

on the iron railing of the corridor

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

to the story you’re still unaware

was already walking into the

Ethan already had a suspect in

Janet killed.He wouldn’t put

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

about the handicapped guy who

gave him just a few days more to live.Oh! And he has a son who’s currently on the run.A wanted criminal,

reserved at all, and divulged a lot

that the son went abroad

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

this makes

something fishy was going on beneath