One Night Surprise

Chapter 495 Walter’s Death

The building was a vintage-looking, single-story detached house. The living area was at the center of the house, with two bedrooms facing each other, and the kitchen was located in a separate structure at the end of the house. After Angie had surveyed both rooms, she came out with a dark expression.

“What’s wrong?” Zeke, who took notice of her unusual expression, pulled her to one side when he had the chance.

“I saw a family photo in the room on the left. The girl in the photo was the one we met last night,” she replied, leaning her tired body against the kitchen door frame with both arms folded across her chest.

Zeke’s expression fell. “That’s too much of a coincidence. Are you saying that—”

Upon seeing a terrified Zeke reaching his hand and drawing circles above his head, Angie immediately understood what he meant and calmly responded, “Yes, I remembered the man calling her Piper.”

He fell silent, after which he wiped his mouth before heading toward the main door.

“Mrs. Church, let me help you.”

Zeke helped her to move the baskets of salted fish out from the small warehouse beside, and the woman took out the salted fish to dry them in the sun. While they were busy with their tasks, Zeke struck up a conversation.

“Mr. Church told me that you guys have a daughter named Piper, but why don’t I see her around today?”

“Piper occasionally stays at her friend’s place in town. She didn’t come back yesterday, so she should be back later in the afternoon. When she comes back, I’ll have her make something for you both. My baby girl is really good at cooking.”

The woman didn’t notice the hidden meaning in his question, but Angie felt a lump in her throat upon seeing the joy and pride on Mrs. Church’s face at the mention of her daughter

After moving all the fish out from the warehouse, Zeke, who felt a little dizzy when he was straightening up his body after bending over for a long time, suddenly heard a flustered voice from behind. “Mrs. Church, bad news! Something happened to Mr. Church!”

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and the others arrived at the hospital in Silvercreek

the white cloth covering the hospital bed, she completely broke down. Before she managed to extend her trembling hands, she

who had sent Walter to the hospital, felt heartbroken upon seeing that. “It’d be better for her not to see him. Life still carries on for

had lifted the white cloth in order to confirm whether the dead body was

handed him a tissue; his

much of a

“Yes, I agree.”

to purchase stocks. Judging from the scene, he could tell that Walter had been involved in a car accident. The accident had sent Walter flying over the guardrail and onto a branch of a tree at a steep slope. Walter had stopped breathing when the villager rescued him

were no security cameras along the road from the village to the town. Plus, Walter had

only then did Angie know that tears just would not fall out when one was in extreme sorrow; all Mrs. Church could do was to bellow in a hoarse voice. The way she sank into deep

had had on him. Mrs. Church was so weak that she couldn’t even take the bag from him, so Angie

do you know the password of Mr.

phone, and the cracked screen emitted a soft light. Angie’s hand was pale when she held the phone in her hands while an indescribable emotion welled up inside her—an emotion that felt like either rage or guilt,

she put the phone aside and dashed out of the

message that Walter had received on his phone had been sent to him at 3.00 AM. In that message, Piper, his daughter, had confessed to him that she had fallen in love with a married man,

her text at 3.05 AM.

her eyes. She was able to imagine the anxiety Walter must have felt when he walked on the dark road in the middle of the night. Worries and despair were still

whole body trembled non-stop. Zeke, who had run as fast as he could and had managed

hotel. When Angie was asking the receptionist at the reception counter, a maid, who happened to finish cleaning a room, overheard their conversation and interrupted, “I heard that lady talking about a high-speed rail that will depart at 3.00 PM when I was cleaning her

was 2.20 PM at the

Zeke arrived at the high-speed rail station, it was already 2.40 PM. Fortunately, the high-speed rail station in the town was not large, so they

little different from what she

girl with tears all over her face was holding a man’s luggage with