Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Cynthia wanted him to stay, but he had already turned around and couldn’t see her sign language. Her silent call for him to stay was in vain.

She could only look at his back and watch him leave with a dejected feeling.

When Zachary walked out of the ward, Spencer was baffled. “You’re out so soon? Shouldn’t you be chatting with Ms. Blackwood for a little longer?”

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Zachary replied placidly. “Oh, right, Mr. Spencer, there should be news from the police, right? What actually happened with this car crash?”

Spencer looked at Cynthia, who was in the ward, and took Zachary to the other side before he replied in a hushed voice, “It was said to be intentional.”

“Intentional?” Zachary raised an eyebrow. “Who’s behind this?”

“It might be…” Spencer toned down again, “Ms. Sharon.”

“So it was her.”

only two kilometers away from the Blackwoods’ residence. That location had multiple surveillance cameras installed. Hence, it was impossible

just let it be when the perpetrator had

Something didn’t seem right.

reason that Zachary had asked Cynthia that question

Spencer added lowly, “Mr. Blackwood refused to

the incident happened. Sharon was maddened by Charlotte in Ashenville Garden. Given her temper, how could she have just let it be? Nevertheless, she had nowhere to vent her

Sharon would bully Ms. Cynthia when she goes home, so Mr. Nacht asked Ms. Cynthia to stay with us.” Spencer added, “Mr. Blackwood

could do this even to her own sister. It’s deliberate murder. Cynthia could have been killed if she wasn’t

have his own concerns. I heard that in the past few days, they

troubles.” Zachary was lazy to comment further, so he turned to

Mr. Nacht is going to get mad again when he doesn’t see you around

could finish his sentence, Zachary had

a sigh and

though that

to stay

“Hello?”

me up.” She was like

“Where are you?”

“Sultry Night.”

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