Chapter 4: Chapter 3: Does He Still Hate Me?

Elliana Lyle stared blankly at the intact guardrail. In her previous life, when she arrived at the scene, the iron guardrail had been crumpled together, not broken, but her parents’ car had rolled down the slope beyond the guardrail.

According to the police investigation results, it was hit directly by three BMW X5s driving the wrong way. However, they only caught the owners of two cars, both claiming they were driving under the influence of alcohol, while another person named George Lyle fled the scene!

In Elliana’s heart, this wasn’t an accident; it was murder.

She still remembered George Lyle, who escaped justice, and his license plate number. Even after marrying Shane Southwell, she continued searching with the police, but after three years, they found nothing.

"Elliana? What are you looking at?" Mr. Lyle squinted his eyes and gazed in the direction Elliana was looking. He saw the iron guardrail—ordinary, nothing special.

Only then did Elliana snap back to reality, turning her head and smiling at Mr. Lyle. She adjusted the clothes on her shoulders slightly and shook her head, "It’s nothing."

Then she wanted to check the time on her phone but realized she didn’t have it; presumably, she forgot it at home. She quickly asked, "Dad, what time is it?"

"9:31," Mr. Lyle replied, looking at his watch.

It seemed like everything was fine. In her previous life, the incident happened at nine o’clock sharp. Her father was a punctual person, leaving at 8:55 every day and arriving at the South City bridge by nine.

This probably gave the culprits an opportunity!

But today, no accident happened, making Elliana believe it was murder!

"Are you tired, girl? Don’t want to walk anymore?" Mr. Lyle rarely wore a smile, his tone amused and somewhat helpless. Perhaps it was the first time he spoke to his daughter this way.

"No, let’s go!" Elliana said, taking two steps forward first to prove she could still walk.

It was 11 a.m.

South City. It was an office building, and Lewis Song, the assistant, was already

foot? I’ve postponed your meeting, but President Wang from the building materials company will be here

Song, "Lewis, arrange for someone to take my daughter out

sternly addressed Elliana, "Dad has to discuss business. Behave yourself, and I’ll have someone take you back after lunch.

"Yes, yes! I understand!"

Elliana nodded feverishly.

a poised and elegant receptionist to take care of

Snow Wang greeted politely, introducing herself. She wore a white shirt paired with a black knee-length skirt, giving

Elliana nodded slightly, "Hi."

simple greeting, Elliana didn’t intend to say much to Snow Wang. She was somewhat socially anxious, not severe but

some restaurants," Snow Wang asked with a smile. She didn’t feel that Elliana was cold;

didn’t know what to eat; she

Wang’s earphone blinked. She bowed slightly to Elliana before turning to take

I understand. Sure,

your mother called him, saying you left your phone at President Norman’s place, and he wants to meet

left her phone at the Bennett Family, hurrying too much to

belonged to the Bennett Family—a

women stood at the entrance, all with neat appearances, well-made-up, wearing white shirts and black trousers that gave a sense of orderly

Elliana approached within a meter of the entrance, the four bowed at a 45-degree angle, saying, "Welcome, please come

a man came to meet her. It was Raymond Wood, Norman Bennett’s assistant, dressed in a business

a little faster. She remembered Norman Bennett holding her

life to believe he was a bad person. If he didn’t like her, why didn’t he refuse to marry her, leaving her to resist her

not smiling, Norman

we’re here," Raymond Wood announced as he prepared to knock on the

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