Chapter 872

At midnight, the VIP ward corridor was deserted and eerily silent, not a soul in sight.

After the nurse finished her rounds and checked on Mr. York, she had barely left when a figure dressed as a janitor silently slipped into the room.

The room was quiet, with Mr. York fast asleep.

The man quickly pulled a prepared syringe from his jacket and aimed for York's

thin, veiny arm.

"Who are you?!"

Startled, Mr. York suddenly woke, his eyes wide and fixed on the man.

"I'm the new janitor, here for a late check-up," the man stuttered, clearly panicked and fumbling over his words.

"Nonsense! My caretakers are handpicked by my daughter. Who the hell are you?!"

Mr. York's alarm bells were ringing. Just as he was about to press the call button, the man grabbed him by the throat!

"I'm sorry, Mr. York, but I've got no choice now!"

With a menacing look, the man tightened his grip until York's pale face turned a shade of purple-red. Through gritted teeth, he said, "I've served the York family for over a decade. You've been kind, so the least I can do is let you die knowing the truth.

Mr. York, remember this in your next life: blood ties or not, trust can easily turn into betrayal!"

Hearing this, Mr. York felt as if struck by lightning, his lips trembling.

blame me, blame your

resentment, York slowly closed his

loud crash, the

"Freeze! Hands up!"

and imposing like a streak of lightning, burst into the room, his hands firmly gripping

guard, the man let go and dashed to the window, pushing

then, looking down from the tenth floor, his vision

moment, Aaron delivered a swift, precise kick, knocking the man to the ground, then quickly handcuffed

are now under arrest for attempted murder! You have the right to remain silent, but anything you say can and

Aaron revealed the face of Zachary's

"I-I'll tell you everything!"

me who wanted Mr. York dead! It was Chairman York who forced me! He's involved

gaze hardened, and he immediately ordered his team, "Get a warrant for Chairman

an hour, the police apprehended Zachary at the airport, just as he was

his handcuffed wrists with a jacket to prevent any commotion, onlookers

the interrogation room, Zachary, always dignified in public, furiously banged the table with his

everything, didn't he?! I knew nothing about the drugs; it has nothing to do with

York, are you psychic, or just guilty? I haven't mentioned

intimidated, tried to play the family card, "Captain Ashbourne, Aaron!

York's adopted son, not his blood relative. You're not related to Mr. York, nor to my mother. So, 'uncle' might be

as if he'd

just for the illegal drugs but also for conspiring to murder Mr.

stare was unrelenting, "Your secretary, looking

recording of you ordering the hit. With the evidence now complete,

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