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."

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

on the iron railing of the corridor

possibly be this simple," he muttered under his breath After a moment

to the story you’re still

but Ethan was already walking into the elevator before he could

had a suspect

Fiona and Jocelyn didn’t care to hide their desire to have Janet killed.He

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

the handicapped guy who drives

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 run.A wanted criminal,

all, and divulged

the son went abroad to escape the

get the money for a plane ticket? No, how

this makes

going on beneath