"Master Ethan, rcy! I really didn’t an to change lanes, I didn’t see the car behind signaling, Master Ethan, rcy."
Hudson listened to the driver’s plea, sneeringly said, "You didn’t see? Seems like your eyes are as good as not having any."
Then, he turned his head to the man nad Jordan and said, "Jordan, don’t you like collecting eyeballs? You can take his left eye first, as for the right one, let him watch the next good show before you take it."
"Thank you, Master Ethan." The man thanked him, then approached the driver with bad intentions.
"Master Ethan, rcy, Master Ethan, I was wrong, I’ll definitely pay more attention next ti."
Hudson was indifferent to the man’s plea, rely looking at the other companion, saying, "Start the video, switch to the overpass."
Afterwards, the two LCD screens in the warehouse were turned on simultaneously, showing the scene on the overpass of the accident.
The screen images were synchronized, filming three cars each, with a black sedan in the middle, and white freezer trucks in front and behind it.
Hudson looked at the screens, coldly asked the two drivers, "Do the scenes seem familiar?"
"Master Ethan, what do you want to do?" The man with the broken leg, lying on the ground, tried hard to crawl closer to Hudson.
Listening to the man’s question, Hudson imdiately withdrew the cold smile from his lips, walked slowly towards the man, crouched in front of him, yanked his hair, and sharply said, "Replaying the accident, helping you rember so things you shouldn’t forget."
"But whether your family can reunite, whether your wife and child are as lucky as Kay Carter, I can’t say."
"Master Ethan, Master Ethan! Please, spare my wife and child, I’ll tell you whatever you want to know, I’ll say anything."
The man saw his wife and child in Hudson’s hands, and finally told the truth out of fear.
"And you?" Hudson looked at the other man, asked with a cool tone.
"Master Ethan, I’ll talk, I’ll say it all, my wife and child are innocent, please spare them."
Seeing them finally being honest, Hudson sneered twice, then stood up from the ground, unhurriedly sat on the chair behind him, staring at the two n, said, "Just admit early, why make yourself suffer."
"Master Ethan, we were wrong, shouldn’t have been blinded by money."
Finally, under Hudson’s coercion, the two drivers confessed the truth, admitting the accident was not an accident, but a ticulously planned murder disguised as a car accident, targeting Ethan Turner.
After their confession, Hudson sent the recording to Elijah Reed.
...
The next morning, in Owen Clan Group’s chairman’s office, Elijah handed the compiled materials to Liam.
His expression was heavy, without the satisfaction of finding the real culprit.
He looked at Liam, who kept staring at the docunt bag, cautiously explained, "BOSS, the two drivers have confessed, and also tracked down the account they received the money from, although it went through several rounds, it was traced."
"Regarding Ethan Turner and Kay Carter’s ntal confusion, soone tampered with Ethan Turner’s car, spraying a large amount of drugs into the ventilation system, causing the drug to perate inside when the air circulation was activated, leading to their ntal confusion."
Liam listened to Elijah’s report, frowned, rubbed his curved finger on his nose, he seed uninterested in this result.
Although unwilling, he finally opened the bag of docunts and began flipping through the evidence.
As he flipped through, his expression grew more solemn, eventually holding his breath.
Seeing Liam silent, Elijah cautiously reminded, "The car accident case concludes today, if we don’t present the evidence, the culprit will get away scot-free."
"Elijah, let’s put this matter on hold, don’t tell Maya and Ella, wait until their emotions stabilize and then decide." Liam pondered for a while, decided to delay handling the matter.
"Yes, BOSS." Elijah, of course, followed Liam’s instructions.
Even though he wanted to bring the culprit to justice imdiately, he understood BOSS’s arrangents and believed that BOSS wouldn’t let the culprit go.
However, the whole day after, Liam was muddled, always pondering the accident.
At six in the evening, when he returned to the apartnt, Maya hurriedly grabbed his hand, looked aggrieved, and asked, "Third brother, the police closed the case, declared it an accident, any progress on your side?"
Liam looked at Maya’s anxious deanor, smiled and said, "So far, no new progress, but Elijah is still investigating, don’t worry."
"Ella was very upset today, so she went back ho to see her parents and said she’ll co back in a few days. She placed all her hopes on Elijah, hoping he finds the evidence soon to let Ethan Turner rest in peace." Maya’s mood was low as well, but she mostly believed the police’s conclusion, given the lack of evidence.
She was unaware that yesterday, Liam had already forced a confession from the two drivers through Hudson, but he didn’t know how to tell her this truth.
Seeing the girl’s despondence, Liam felt an inexplicable heartache.
He gently embraced Maya, kissed her forehead, comforted her, "Maya, don’t dwell on this, Ethan surely doesn’t want to see you all sad, he hopes for you to live well, let’s take good care of ourselves, then get married, have children, okay?"
Liam didn’t want to see Maya imrsed in this matter endlessly, also uncertain when the right ti would be to bring the culprit to justice.
"Mm-mm! We must live well, carrying Ethan Turner’s share of happiness."
The car accident matter was put to rest, Maya and Ella began accepting reality, accepting the saying that fate governs life and death, perhaps because Ethan was just too excellent, heaven chose to take him.
Seeing Maya’s ntality wasn’t extre, no signs of illness, the weight hanging on Liam’s heart was lifted slightly.
...
That day, in Noah’s apartnt, she sat on the toilet staring at the pregnancy test stick in her hand, completely dumbfounded.
After sleeping with Henry several tis, she discovered she was pregnant.
Although she despised n, she found herself pregnant, thinking she must be crazy, carrying Henry’s child.
Noah panicked, not knowing what to do next, unsure how to speak to Charlotte about this.
She stared intently at the pregnancy stick in her hand, shaking her head, saying, "Cannot keep, absolutely can’t keep this child."
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