The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 900 Car Crash

Dalores had no time to get out of the way.

The truck rammed into her car, sending it toppling a few meters away.

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The oil tank was punctured in the process, and gasoline steadily flowed out of the vehicle and onto the road. In the next second, a loud explosion occurred, and the car was ablaze. Dark smoke billowed into the night sky as the pungent smell of burning spread in the air.

The other cars screeched to a halt, and several burly men in black suits approached the scene to assess the situation. Dalores was stuck inside the car and her head was bleeding. She lay in a coma, surrounded by raging flames.

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The next day.

Brandon had just finished breakfast and was reading the newspaper on the sofa when he received a call from Sean.

“We found Dalores.”

woman in his arms instantly discarded her magazine and sat up. “You found

paparazzi, Janet decided not to go to W Marks today and work from home

Sean had to say and hung up the phone. He placed it

and looked up at him

“Dalores is dead.”

let out a

the wrong side of the road to escape the chase, and was eventually hit by a truck.” Brandon’s tone was cold and methodical. He put down his newspaper to lean over and peck her lips.

to die

screen. The crash was so bad that it had caused a small explosion on the highway, which, in turn, caused

watch it.” Brandon grabbed the remote and turned the TV off. “Dalores was driving. She got herself into this accident.

saying.” Janet slowly came

Dalores’ death, this matter was finished. At least for now, anyway. Either way, Janet still

together, Janet collected her purse. “Since Dalores is dead, there’s no use in going forward with the lawsuit. I need to

off and we go out and relax? The cherry blossoms are in season. Didn’t you always want to see them?” Brandon moved as he spoke,

W Marks in his absence. I have to take responsibility for my word.

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