Mrs. White suddenly felt extremely tired, “You guys can’t push it too far. You will genuinely piss off the Bradleys sooner.”
“Why would we piss them off, Granny?” Lana laughed, “We’ve been busy with the company, and those things have already been exhausting enough. We really don’t want to continue this conversation anymore. We still have work to do tomorrow. So… Good night!”
With that, Lana grabbed Miles’ hand and walked upstairs.
“Did you handle the cars?” Lana rested her head on Miles’ shoulder as they both sat on the bed.
Miles stood up and took his jacket off, frowning at Lana’s perfume on his shoulder, “Of course I did.”
Lana fell back and propped herself up on the bed, “You haven’t told me why you want Cristelle dead so desperately yet.”
Miles loosened his tie, “You don’t need to know.”
“Well… If it’s a secret, I won’t ask. We have agreements, after all,” Lana stood up from the bed and stripped herself naked in front of Miles before going into the bathroom.
Miles stared at the scattered clothes on the floor for a brief second and looked away in disgust.
****
The car accident drew public attention on the internet tremendously. The video of the accident also leaked quickly.
The identities of drivers were soon exposed.
The driver of the black Clydetley was a successful businessman. He had been sent to the ICU directly after the car accident. There were about three girls in the white Maserati. They were probably under some sort of influence when they were driving. They had hit a couple of cars before they ran into Frank’s.
They were all killed in that car accident. The three girls were all spoiled rich daughters of wealthy CEOs.
Their daily lives were showing off their bodies and money on the internet. Most netizens who commented on the YouTube video said they deserved it.
Some even said the black Clydetley actually did a great thing to get rid of them. If they were still alive, who knew how many people they would kill on the road when they got intoxicated again?
“Did you get anything yet?” Frank asked Linford two days later.
Linford shook his head, “We only go the same thing as what they got on the internet. Someone probably played some tricks to impede the investigation. But the investigation doesn’t matter because I can guess who did it with my toes. It’s pretty obvious.”
Frank sighed, “But this is the problem, isn’t it? We know who did it, but we can’t do anything about it because we don’t have any evidence.”
“I don’t think so,” Linford arched an eyebrow, “Especially about that ‘we can’t do anything part. Those bastards need to pay for what they did. They can’t just walk away easily.”
“So, what will you do?” Frank asked.
Linford took a sip from his cup, “I’ve sent Alfred to solve the rest. You will see the results in a couple of days. Christmas is just around the corner. Do you want to return to your house and pay your family a visit before Christmas?”
“I’m okay. I won’t leave until I find out who’s trying to hurt Claire,” Frank was pretty determined.
“Cool,” Linford smiled, “Let’s find that human garbage together, then!”
There were only three days left before Christmas. Cristelle and Claire took the babies to get some groceries.
The grocery store was packed with people.
Claire couldn’t even breathe in the store, so she took Cristelle to an organic store near the one where they got their gifts.
Cristelle’s jaw almost fell off as she checked out the price tags. The food sold in this place was so expensive.
“Claire… Do you want to go back to the store we just left? I think being surrounded by people is quite fun. I quite enjoyed the buzz and bustle.”
“No, you were not enjoying it. You’re just being close-fisted,” Claire put some ridiculously expensive broccoli into her basket without batting an eye, “You’ve been exhausting yourself for a while. You can spoil yourself a little.”
“I just don’t see the point.” Cristelle examined an expensive tomato as if she was examining some alien plants.
“Well, the priority is to keep the babies and ourselves safe, right? That place could easily hide hitmen. I’d rather choose this place instead of getting killed,” Claire said without looking up.
Cody nodded. He couldn’t agree with his aunt more.
Cristelle shook her head and smiled.
She grew up as a wealthy girl. She only learned to save money after becoming the twins’ Mom!
“Shoot! Damn it! Is this real? You’ve got to be kidding me!” A young girl standing before the vegetable section near Cristelle suddenly exclaimed.
“This is so freaking sick. Is he an animal? I’m gonna throw up.”
“Luckily… None of the people know are like this… I will never purchase anything from the Johnson House again!”
The Johnson House?
Claire and Cristelle exchanged a look. Claire walked forth and smiled politely at the girls, “What are you guys talking about? Sorry for overhearing your conversation mindlessly. But I’m so curious. Did you guys just mention Johnson’?”
The girls didn’t seem offended, “Do you know Miles Johnson?”
Miles?
Claire blinked before nodding, “Of course. The CEO of their family business, right? What happened to him?”
“He’s gay. And his boyfriend is his nephew. Jasper Johnson, the dead one. Miles went to Jasper’s funeral that day, and he was crying his eyes out. And… their sex tapes just leaked today.”
Sex tapes?
Claire’s mouth fell open, and the girl showed her the phone she’d been holding.
The two men fucking in bed were clearly Jasper and Miles.
Twitter was flooded with comments. The page couldn’t even load because of the surging data.
“Isn’t this interesting? Miles Johnson was fucking his nephew. Being gay is okay, but you can’t do that to your nephew. This is so fucking gross.”
Cristelle couldn’t even breathe hearing the conversation. She felt lucky that Cody and Candace had left for the organic snacks section a couple of minutes ago.
She thought she knew Jasper as a person, but it just seemed like she had never really known the guy.