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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

just let it be

Something didn’t seem right.

that Zachary had asked

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

her temper, how could she have just let it be? Nevertheless, she had nowhere to vent her rage, and

Cynthia when she goes home, so Mr. Nacht asked Ms. Cynthia to stay with us.” Spencer added, “Mr. Blackwood doesn’t usually stay in H City. He’s concerned about Ms. Cynthia’s safety when he’s

the case, why doesn’t he punish Sharon?” Zachary couldn’t reason with it. “She could do this even to her own sister. It’s deliberate murder.

have his

or later, his parenting style would cause him troubles.” Zachary was lazy to comment further, so he turned to leave. “Tell

going to stay a little longer? Mr. Nacht is going to get mad again when he

sentence, Zachary had already

sigh and turned

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

and the rest to

“Hello?”

was like a

“Where are you?”

“Sultry Night.”

there in thirty