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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.”

it. The incident happened at a T-junction, which was only two

the Blackwoods just let it be when the

Something didn’t seem right.

that Zachary had asked Cynthia that

I’m not too sure either.” Spencer added lowly, “Mr. Blackwood refused to talk about it, so I didn’t

temper, how could she have just let it be? Nevertheless,

Ms. Cynthia when she goes home, so Mr. Nacht asked Ms. Cynthia to stay with us.” Spencer

with it. “She could do this even to her own sister. It’s deliberate murder. Cynthia could have

daughters. Mr. Blackwood may have his own concerns. I heard

style would cause him troubles.” Zachary was lazy to comment further, so he turned to leave.

you going to stay a little longer? Mr. Nacht is going

could finish his sentence, Zachary had already

out a sigh and turned around to

car, his other phone rang. Even though that person had changed their number,

Bruce and the rest to stay quiet

“Hello?”

pick me up.” She was like a

“Where are you?”

“Sultry Night.”

be there in thirty