"We noticed that your company had a person named Preston Langley, and you terminated him. Can you tell us the specific reason?" the officer asked. "Is it related to this matter?" Julian Lawson asked. "Suspicious individuals need to be questioned thoroughly." Julian Lawson’s eyes were vacant, his mind in chaos: "Nepotism, corruption." Even after Julian Lawson came out, he still felt everything was unreal. He stood leaning against the wall in the corridor, listening to the busy sounds of the police station at night, but his mind was only occupied with the female officer’s questions. "Why didn’t you answer the multiple calls your wife made to you that day?" He stared at the white ceiling, his heart feeling like it was being brutally torn apart, causing intense pain. "President Lawson, President Lawson, are you okay?" Secretary Chaucer hurried over with the lawyer he had just called. The lawyer went over to communicate with them. Julian Lawson just shook his head. On one side, Bianca Lynch and Ethan Lynch were sitting on chairs not far away, talking. "Brother, it really scared me. Although I’ve encountered things at work where I felt powerless, this is the first time I’ve witnessed a murder on site," Bianca Lynch said softly. "You’ve already done very well," Ethan Lynch gently comforted, "Calling 110 and 120 immediately, ensuring safety and even performing emergency treatment. I called a colleague, and the person is still undergoing rescue." "How’s it going?" Bianca Lynch hurriedly asked. "It’s difficult..." Ethan Lynch said, somewhat heavily. "I just heard they’ve blocked off the area for a search, but I heard that the area where the car was abandoned is surrounded by dense mountains, if someone hides there..." Bianca Lynch stopped halfway as a shadow suddenly fell beside her. She looked up and found it was Julian Lawson. Seeing Julian Lawson, she was irritated and stood up to leave. "Bianca Lynch," Julian Lawson called out to her. The other person was about to leave. "I know," Julian Lawson said, his fists clenched tightly. Bianca Lynch paused, turned her head to look at Julian Lawson. Ethan Lynch, on the other hand, slightly furrowed his brows and asked, "What do you know?" Just now, Julian Lawson being taken in for questioning made him uneasy. Because previously, both he and Bianca Lynch had cooperated with the police. "I know she..." Julian Lawson just stared at Bianca Lynch, his eyes slightly red, speaking in a low voice, "There really was a car accident that day." Bianca Lynch couldn’t hold back and rolled her eyes. She was really infuriated. She directly pointed at Julian Lawson’s nose and cursed, "Julian Lawson, I told you that day Serena got into a car accident and asked you to hurry to the hospital. You did come, but you also brought Vera Hansen along!" "Do you think Serena being hit by a car isn’t enough, and you want to give her a mental blow too?" Thinking about this matter made Bianca Lynch feel aggrieved. That day, she called Julian Lawson and found out Serena’s accident wasn’t a normal car accident—it was intentional. And as Serena’s husband, he was a major suspect. "Julian Lawson, I also told you that day she was deliberately hit. I even asked if it was your doing, isn’t that straightforward enough?" Bianca Lynch fumed. Julian Lawson parted his lips, wanting to say he thought they were deliberately acting. In the end, he didn’t speak. But Ethan Lynch saw through him. "I heard Joy say, you believed Serena and Bianca were acting to deceive you." Julian Lawson didn’t answer, just staring at Bianca Lynch, feeling everything was unreal. "Julian Lawson, even though my father is the director, hospital resources aren’t meant to be used ." Ethan Lynch wasn’t as agitated as Bianca Lynch, but each word felt like a heavy blow to Julian Lawson’s heart, the pain intense. "That day, I came downstairs to find you." Ethan Lynch spoke each word clearly: "I said some things to provoke you, but Julian Lawson, ask yourself, shouldn’t you visit your wife who’s hospitalized?" "If you checked her medical records, you’d know what’s really happening with her." Ethan Lynch looked at Julian Lawson with red eyes. He spoke every word with weight, "But you didn’t." "Even when she was hospitalized for so long, you never visited her." "He visited," Bianca Lynch sneered, "Didn’t he say he saw you and Serena hugging?" "Right, I almost forgot," Ethan Lynch nodded, "Thank you for reminding." "But even if you were really hugging Serena, what does it matter? He often goes in and out with Vera Hansen, worrying and caring for her. Besides, you were just supporting Serena because she couldn’t move easily!" "The most important thing is, Serena was pushed by him down the stairs, and he could still say such vile things!" "Serena has been by his side for so many years, and how much has she given for him? But in the end, it didn’t bring even a bit of true affection, brother, his heart is truly fed to the dogs!" Ethan Lynch chimed in, "No, it was fed to Vera Hansen." Bianca Lynch coldly laughed, "Oh, I get it, the dog is Vera Hansen." The siblings took turns expressing anger and sarcasm. Julian Lawson felt increasingly sorrowful as he listened. Their voices swirled in his ears, giving him a spinning sensation. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel[f]ire.net She was hospitalized for so many days, he never visited her once. She fell down the stairs because he pushed her; although it was chaotic at the time, it wasn’t his intention. He even accused her of acting. His heart ached with ripping pain. And her car accident... "How badly was she injured in the car accident?" After a long while, Julian Lawson finally spoke, his voice dry and rough, like the sound of tree bark rubbing. "Aren’t your eyes working to see?" Bianca Lynch angrily retorted, "And more importantly, you know you pushed her down the stairs!" "I didn’t mean to," Julian Lawson replied, "That day..." He wanted to explain, but seeing Bianca Lynch’s eyes red with fury made him realize explanations were useless. Whether intentional or not, in the end, he did push her. In front of his eyes appeared the scene from that day, in the hospital corridor, Serena standing faintly at the side, a bandage on her head, asking what they were doing. Also, after she fell down the stairs, calling out in the distance, "Julian." She hadn’t called him that way for a long time. Dizzy spells clouded his vision. What kept appearing were her smiles, her tears, and the night he mentioned divorce, her dazed look questioning him, "What about me?" — those eyes staring at him. "Brother, you see, some people only make excuses for themselves and ignore the truth of a situation." "Thinking that ’not intentional’ can smooth everything over? That’s too easy!" Bianca Lynch continued to speak in metaphors and curses, but Julian Lawson seemed deaf to them. He felt as if all the air around him had been sucked out. There was a strong sense of suffocation.