He took a deep breath and said, âMom, Iâll send someone to investigate this. Donât worry, I wonât let anyone hurt Harold.â
âSince sheâs taken the initiative to donate her blood and help Harold, she wonât do anything to him anytime soon.â Dewâs voice was low and hoarse from sobbing. âYour dad trusts her now, so sheâll take this opportunity to do something greater. George, Iâm really worried that sheâll hurt you and Harold. Iâd rather that she hurt me.â
âI wonât let that happen.â
George ended the call.
He turned around, looked at Liam, and calmly said, âFind out what happened in the car accident in front of Daugherty Corporation today.â
Liam nodded. âYes, Young Master.â
Then, he took out his phone and made a call.
George then instructed his driver, âGo to the hospital.â
He drove steadily on the road, and before they arrived at the hospital, Liam received a call from the Police Traffic Unit.
âArmy Street is always congested, and the average speed of each car is within 20km/h. When the accident occurred, all the cars were not moving, but the silver sports car suddenly turned a corner and hit the child who ran out in front of it. Fortunately, the sports car was no longer in motion by then, so it did not lead to a tragedy.
âAfter the silver sports car hit the boy, it hit three other cars and fled north from Army Street to the suburbs. There is no surveillance footage, so the culprit has not been found yet.â
Liam frowned. âCanât you figure out the number plate?â
âThis case is related to the Winters family, so weâve investigated all we can. The sports car was a stolen car, and its number plate was fake. We have suspicions that this is a car accident that has been planned for a long time.â
George heard every word clearly. He did not trust his mother entirely just now, but he had to believe her speculation now.
The car had been stolen, and its number was also fake. The surveillance camera did not even capture the driverâs face.
In other words, the driver knew that the accident would happen.
If the traffic was not congested on Army Street, Harold would not have been lucky enough to survive.
Who wanted to kill Harold?
Adina?
Was it her?
Georgeâs expression turned completely cold and dour. âYoung Master, do we continue to investigate this?â Liam asked respectfully. âMy dad is also carrying out his own investigation. You just need to keep an eye on it.â George pursed his lips, pushed open the car door, and got out. He walked into the hospital straight away and went to the ward. It was already 5.00 pm right then. Adina went to pick her kids up from preschool after she accompanied Harold for a while. Duke was the only one sitting in the ward while reading some documents at this point. Harold was already sleeping, but his sleep was not deep. He would make some grunting sounds from time to time.
Just then, Duke closed his documents. âWhy are you here? Who told you about this?â âThis is so serious. How can they hide this from me? Dad, what happened?â George asked in a calm manner.
âItâs just an accident,â Duke said nonchalantly. âLuckily, Harold is fine. He can be discharged after a week of observation.â
George raised his head to look at Duke and slowly asked, âIâve investigated it. The accident was planned. Basically, this is murder with intent.â Duke finally schooled his expression and stared at George. âWhat else do you know?â