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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.”

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

let it be when

Something didn’t seem right.

reason that Zachary had asked Cynthia that question

“Mr. Blackwood refused to talk about it, so I

by Charlotte in Ashenville Garden. Given her temper, how could she have just let it be? Nevertheless, she had nowhere to vent her rage, and she ran into Cynthia on her way home, so she ran

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

do this

right. That’s what I’ve been thinking as well.” Spencer heaved a sigh. “Nevertheless, both of them are his daughters. Mr. Blackwood may have his own concerns. I heard that

Zachary was lazy to comment further, so he turned to leave.

Nacht is going to get mad again when he doesn’t

sentence,

out a sigh and turned

in the car, his other phone rang. Even though that person had changed their number, he immediately recognized that

signaled Bruce and the rest to stay quiet as he picked

“Hello?”

me up.” She was

“Where are you?”

“Sultry Night.”

be there