Chapter 169: She Shouldn’t Have Made This Call
Chapter 169: She Shouldn’t Have Made This Call
(Elena’s POV)
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I frowned slightly, my mind suddenly flashing to Isabella Blackwood’s words – Marcus had been admitted to the ICU? But wasn’t his surgery successful?
Hugo Ashworth noticed my emotional change and asked what was wrong.
I came back to my senses, put away my phone, and said it was nothing. Then I asked Jacob Hayes if my brother was looking for me.
Jacob nodded and said the young master was waiting in the upstairs restaurant.
I looked at Hugo, who smiled gently and said my brother might have urgent business, suggesting I should go.
I followed Jacob’s steps and entered the elevator together. After reaching the upstairs restaurant, Jacob brought me to a private room where only Adrian Whitmore was present.
“Brother,” I walked toward him.
Adrian gestured for me to sit, then handed over a document. “This is the investigation result of the car accident. Perhaps your suspicion was correct – Sandy Parker had transferred money to this person.”
I examined the materials. From the car owner’s ID photo, I indeed had never seen this person before.
1 frowned, saying “I have no grudge against Sandy Parker. She has no reason to want my life, unless…”
“Unless someone behind her instigated it,” Adrian continued my thought.
He calmly poured a glass of water, adding “I’m still not sure if this incident is related to the person who switched the DNA test results.”
I looked at him and asked “Brother, you seem to know who switched the test results?”
“It’s her,” Adrian pushed a business card in front of me.
When I saw the characters.“Hazel Green” on the card, I was suddenly stunned. Then I heard Adrian’s voice.
again: “To be precise, she is our mother’s younger sister, Dorothea’s younger sister.”
J took out a business card from my bag for comparison – they were identical.
“The director of Moonrise Plastic Surgery and Beauty Hospital is actually mother’s younger sister?”
“You’ve met her?” Adrian was surprised.
I nodded in confusion. So that day’s “encounter” wasn’t coincidental – the other party had recognized me long
ago?
I touched my hair, recalling the moment when my hair got tangled in the she–wolf’s ring, and everything became clear.
“She used my hair to switch Sandy Parker’s test results, but why?”
Adrian lowered his eyes, saying “Her situation is complicated. I don’t understand the specifics either. When you return to Riverside City with us, we can ask the Elder Whitmore Couple.”
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Chapter 169 She Shouldn‘
Speaking of returning to Riverside City, I felt somewhat concerned, wondering if the Whitmore family elders
would be easy to get along with, since the other Whitmore family members were still strangers to me.
As I got up to leave, Adrian suddenly called out to me: “The Blackwood family has blocked news about Marcus. Rumors spread a few days ago saying he was seriously ill. Do you know about this?”
My steps faltered, and I remained silent.
Back in my guest room, I was absent–minded, still somewhat concerned about the trending topic online.
Seriously ill… It was just surgery, and the glass fragments hadn’t injured his heart. The hospital director had specially hired cardiovascular experts, and with their skilled techniques, completing such minor surgery would naturally avoid post–operative infections and complications.
I suddenly remembered that night when I visited Marcus – his complexion didn’t seem good.
After hesitating for a moment, I called Director Henry Baker, but after a while, only busy signals responded.
The Blackwood family had blocked his news, so Director Baker’s refusal to answer was probably helpless.
I pressed my lips together, hesitated briefly, then dialed that familiar number.
I wondered what my opening line should be – did he have some illness? Or was he playing another “disappearing” trick like in Riverside City to fool me?
I had already prepared my words, but a strange she–wolf’s sickeningly sweet voice came from the phone:
“Who is it?”
This voice didn’t belong to Amber Stone, nor to Isabella Blackwood, and certainly not to Sophia Rivers.
I was stunned and looked down to confirm the number – I hadn’t dialed wrong.
“Hello? Say something?”
“Whose call is it?” came a man’s low voice.
“I don’t know, they’re not speaking. Did they dial wrong?”
Just as the phone was about to be handed to the man, I quickly hung up, suddenly finding it amusing.
I shouldn’t have made this call.
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