His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 872

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.

me, blame your

York slowly closed

crash, the door was kicked

"Freeze! Hands up!"

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

go and dashed to the window,

then, looking down from the tenth floor, his

precise kick, knocking the man to the

are now under arrest for attempted murder! You have the right to remain silent, but

off the man's mask, Aaron revealed the face of Zachary's

"I-I'll tell you everything!"

I'll turn state's evidence, can I get a lighter sentence?! It wasn't me who wanted Mr. York dead! It was Chairman York who

he immediately ordered his team, "Get a

an hour, the police apprehended Zachary at

jacket to prevent

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

it has nothing

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

family card, "Captain Ashbourne, Aaron! Regardless, I am

Mr. York's adopted son, not his blood relative. You're not related to Mr.

as if he'd

illegal drugs but also for conspiring

"Your secretary, looking for a way

you ordering the hit.

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