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Chapter 339 Who Might Be The Suspect?
Byron meant every word he said. He would never marry Wendy.
Hearing this, Melody only felt her temples throbbing violently, she raised her hand and pressed her temples as
she looked at her son opposite her. "You came here early in the morning to piss me off, didn’t you?"
Byron did not budge. "If you're feeling unwell, I can take you to the hospital now. However, if you still want to
threaten me to marry Wendy, I can only say that it's impossible."
The two sat in silence for a long time.
Melody waved at him angrily. "Hurry up and go.
Don't linger in front of me."
Byron nodded noncommittally. Before leaving, he did not forget to say, "I’ve left someone at the door. You can
tell them if you need anything."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter speaking, he strode out of the cafe without waiting for Melody to respond.
"President Lawrence, are you going back to the company?"
The driver asked respectfully when he saw him getting into the car.
Byron paused. Rosalie's residence flashed in his mind.
T wonder how is she now?
‘Did she mean what she said just now? Is that how she truly feels?’
After thinking for a while, Byron withdrew his thoughts with self-deprecation and told the driver, " Yes. Go back
to the company."
The car slowly started and drove toward Lawrence Corporation.
Luther had been waiting in the company all morning.
When his master came out of the elevator, he hurriedly greeted him, "Master, we discovered some findings
about the matter you asked me to investigate some time ago."
Byron’s eyes darkened. "Have you found the driver?"
"Not yet, but we found the car," Luther replied. "We investigated the surveillance at every intersection, then we
found out the complete route after the car left the parking lot. We discovered that it was heading toward the
suburbs. I asked our men to go to the junkyard in the suburbs to find the car. They rummaged through the
junkyard before finally finding the car."
As they spoke, the two entered Byron’s office in tandem.
As soon as they entered the office, Luther closed the door immediately, then turned to look at his boss. He
continued, "The license plate of that car is forged, and it’s a black car without an owner. It should’ve been
scrapped, but was driven away by the suspect to do the deed. Plus, the driver disguised himself so discreetly. I
don’t think it’s just an accident.”
Hearing his report, Byron nodded in agreement.
According to Luther, the driver was too familiar with the route.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMoreover, sending the vehicle straight to the junkyard for recycling right after the accident was also a means of
eliminating evidence.
"Master, what should we do next? We've been investigating for a few days, but we can't find anything except
this, who do you think the suspect might be?" Luther could only find out so little information about the accident.
The driver concealed their tracks so perfectly that even the police were helpless. The lead ended right after
finding the whereabouts of the vehicle.
He intentionally met with Byron for a face-to-face report and also to seek his opinion and instructions for the
next steps on which direction to take the investigation.
After all, if it was a personal grievance, only Master Lawrence would know best.
Byron pondered for a moment, then gave his order. " Look into our rivals who have had a relationship with
Madam Melody, both big and small companies. Leave no stones unturned."
At that time, only his mother and Wendy were in the parking lot. The car was aiming for his mother, and the
driver had come prepared.
He did not think his mother would have offended anyone.
The only possibility was that someone had turned business affairs personal.
Luther agreed immediately and got to work.