Chapter 72 The Real Culprit

Immediately, Vania then cut him off, saying, “There’s no need for that. My assistant will be coming to pick me up, so you don’t need to go through the trouble. Thanks for visiting me these few days.”

With a darkened expression, Hanson spoke after a long time. “Alright.”

It wasn’t until he left that Linda came in.

With a heavy expression, she stood in front of Vania hesitatingly before stating, “Boss, about your accident. There really is something fishy about it.”

Foreseeing this already, Vania raised her eyebrows while playing with the apple in her hand, “What did you manage to find out? Tell me,” she uttered coldly.

Nodding, Linda reported, “Even though the driver had died, we still managed to uncover that he actually had a terminal illness in his brain, and that he had not had much longer to live. Also, he had never had any records of drunk-driving. On the day of the incident, he went to buy alcohol before he drove. After his accident, his originally poor family suddenly moved into a huge house and became wealthy. This was very weird to me. Plus, the mastermind this time obviously planned ahead, as we failed to obtain any evidence.”

Snorting, Vania replied, “I don’t need any evidence to know who did it. Since she always failed so many times after framing me, it would be very unbecoming of her to not learn from any of this. A failed thief will slip up sooner or later, so keep an eye out.”

Smirking, Linda knew who her employer was referring to, and she then added, “I’ve already sent men to watch over her. Also, we bumped into President Luke’s men while looking into the incident.”

think that

felt Hanson’s different attitude toward her. However, she still did not know why he was doing this, so she just ignored

Linda, “It’s been hard on you lately. I also need you to arrange for me to get discharged. When I recover, I’ll

“Alright, I’ll go do that

sofa in the living room, felt that the coldness of this mansion was more akin to an abandoned palace. Recently, she could feel herself being very uneasy, and cold sweat would mysteriously drip

and Morgan were not by her side, not to

did not look like a kind mother figure at all. She laid on the sofa while crossing her legs, which was far from being

Vania was slowly recovering, and Melanie’s forehead was so tightly

luck or not, she could only rest easy once

door opening could then be heard just as Melanie was about to

beat as

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