Chapter 258

Clara raised an eyebrow, clearly puzzled. "Why are you so certain about this?"

Simon gazed into her eyes, feeling a strange satisfaction. It had been ages since Clara had listened to him with such patience.

"Clara, even though I'm pretty full of myself, I know my skills aren't on par with those shrewd folks from big families. The fact that I've picked up some clues here means something. The person behind this might be a rookie, leaving traces because they're not used to doing this kind of thing. Your accident, the coma that followed—it was obviously an attempt on your life. I'll look into the driver's background to see if he's some long-lost criminal."

Hearing this, Clara realized Simon had genuinely been putting in the effort on the investigation these past few days.

"Thank you."

Simon's eyes lit up with happiness. He felt a wave of joy, thinking that even lying in bed right now was totally worth it!

"You should get some rest. I'll dig into the driver's history quickly, and once we catch him, we'll find out who's pulling the strings."

"Okay."

Clara got up and left. As she stepped out of the hospital, she yawned, her eyes watering from exhaustion.

But as soon as she settled into her car, she sensed someone in the backseat.

she was about to turn

thick branches casting shadows that enveloped the vehicle. But she knew who

his

hurt, as if he wanted to drown

Wasn't he supposed to be living alone in that rundown cottage? Why

can barely

pulling her from

feel his body trembling

seemed he was really

patted his back, trying to

of comfort was far more

"Z!"

getting frustrated. She was genuinely exhausted, with

anxious, relentless in his pursuit, causing the entire car to

sank into her shoulder, as if punishing her for a minor lie with a

pain, baffled by the

a soft kiss on his

didn't mean to lie, and I wasn't planning on spending the whole night taking care of him. I

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