Chapter 461 Where Can He Go
When Melanie woke up, she found herself in Professor Turner’s research base.
Opening her eyes, she saw Jeffrey with dark circles under his eyes.
“Are you awake?” His voice was hoarse as he approached, and she could clearly see his bloodshot eyes and the stubble on his chin.
“My mom… Where is she?” she asked.
“Mom has been transferred here. She’s in the Infirmary.”
“Take me to her,” she said.
Jeffrey wanted to say something but ultimately remained silent. He carefully helped Melanie out of bed. They stood outside the infirmary and looked through the window where Eliza was breathing through an oxygen mask.
Melanie’s eyes were slightly moist, but she didn’t let herself cry.
“How did the accident happen?” Her voice was very calm.
Jeffrey gestured, and William immediately walked over from the corridor. He handed her a tablet with the accident investigation details on it.
“The driver of the car Mom was in had a sudden heart attack, and the car crashed into a pillar. The driver died on the spot,” Jeffrey explained in a soft voice as he stood by.
Melanie looked coldly at the various reports on the tablet, including the diagnosis of the driver’s condition, the death report, and the vehicle inspection report. All the evidence formed a perfect closed loop. Everything was impeccable.
She turned off the tablet and bit her lip. “It wasn’t an accident.”
“Melanie…”
Jeffrey held her slender arm, wanting to say something, but he felt his words might hurt her.
“Are you suggesting that it’s because I’m too upset that I stubbornly believe it’s not an accident?” Melanie turned to look at him, her gaze cold.
“Ever since my dad had an accident, my mom has been emphasizing that she had a hunch that it wasn’t an accident but a planned murder. No one believed her then. But after so many years,
hasn’t the outcome proved that her hunch was right?
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“Now I also have a hunch that this accident was planned.”
As Melanie spoke, her emotions finally stirred. “My mom just called me yesterday, saying she had something important to tell me when we met, and today this happened. How could it be so coincidental?”
“All right, I won’t give up on investigating,” Jeffrey was on her side, unconditionally supporting her.
William took the lead and went down to continue the investigation.
“The professor said you need to take care of yourself,” Jeffrey reminded her as he helped her back to the room.
Unexpectedly. Annie was in the room.
“Mel!”
As soon as Annie saw her, she came over and hugged her. “I’m here to stay with you. Don’t worry. Your mother is blessed and will definitely wake up.”
Melanie smiled bitterly. “Don’t say that for now. Some people probably don’t want her to wake up… Let her rest peacefully for a few days. She’s been too tired these years.”
Listening to her speak with a despondent tone, Annie cried even harder than her. “President Morgan contacted me yesterday, and I came over immediately. I was afraid that you would be too upset and something might happen. You have a baby to think about now.”
Annie helped her sit down. Jeffrey knew they were confiding in each other as best friends, so he tactfully closed the door and went out.
“I’ve already sent my family’s detectives to investigate. If there’s anything else I can do, just tell me,” Annie said, rubbing Melanie’s cold hands.
Annie flew over from Harbor City and seemed to have slept for a whole day.
Melanie glanced at the IV drip hanging by the bedside and said after a moment, “I need to call the company.”
Eliza had an accident abroad, and Melanie wasn’t at the company. Jones Enterprise couldn’t afford to have problems at this time.
Melanie called Jones Enterprise, and the assistant immediately transferred her call to Quincy.
Quincy said, “We’ve heard about the chairman’s situation. Don’t worry. Mr. Lincoln arranged everything before he left. Several veteran executives in the domestic group are in charge now, and my father will keep an eye on things. I’ll take full responsibility for the overseas side. Everything
Melanie breathed a sigh of relief.
With Mr. Lincoln looking after things for so many years, she could rest assured.
After a moment, she remembered something and asked, “What do you mean by Mr. Lincoln
arranged everything before he left? Where did he go?”
“I don’t know either,” Quincy said. “He arranged things for the company yesterday and then left. His secretary said he drove himself to the airport at night, but no one knows where he went.”
“Got it. Thank you for your hard work during this time,” Melanie said before hanging up.
As soon as she put down the phone, it rang again.
She thought it might be Quincy calling back about something he had forgotten, but it turned out to be Mr. Lincoln.
“Miss, where are you now? I’m in Medonia, and there’s something important I need to discuss with you.” Mr. Lincoln’s voice was very heavy.
