Chapter 214 A Windfall


    "You''ve found the driver?" Julian tiptoed out of the room as he did not want to wake Susan up.


    "Yes. And the driver told us everything," the police officer said.


    Julian contemted for a moment, and then said, "I''lle over now."


    If the matter was about Susan, no matter how small the matter was, he wanted to handle it himself.


    When Julian arrived at the police station, not only did he see the truck driver, but he also bumped


    into someone that he never expected to see.


    "Mr. Jenkins?” Julian frowned as he looked at Luke," What are you doing here?"


    Likewise, Luke was surprised to see Julian.


    He quickly pulled himself together and replied, "I was informed by the police officer that they had


    gotten hold of the person who hit me in a car ident a year ago. What are you doing here then,


    Mr. Shaw?"


    Julian narrowed his eyes. Just when he was about to say something, a police officer came over and


    said, "M r. Shaw and Mr. Jenkins, please follow me. The person is inside the interrogation room."


    Julian and Luke looked at each other and nodded.


    The police officer then led both of them in.


    There was a young man with a pale and haggardplexion sitting in the interrogation room.


    "Mr. Shaw, he has exined everything to us. Somebody hired him to create a car ident for Mrs.


    Shaw," the police officer said.


    The young man raised his head, but he did not dare to look Julian in the eyes.


    "Mrs. Shaw? Susie?" Luke looked at Julian, his eyes were wide and filled with shock, "When did


    Susie get into an ident?”


    However, Julian was not going to answer his question. He just stared coldly at the young man and


    directed a question at him, "Is the one hired you named Isabelle Shelby?"


    The young man''s eyes lit up and he nodded profusely," Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Shaw, Isabelle Shelby


    hired me. She was the one who nned everything! I just wanted to earn some money. I''m


    innocent!"


    The police officer looked at Julian, "Mr. Shaw, about Isabelle Shelby..."


    Julian raised his brow, "Don''t worry about her. As for this man, you just do what you have to do."


    Isabelle''s life right now was tougher, or he should say, more miserable, than staying in jail. For her,


    being locked up behind the bars might be a blessing, and that was something that he did not want


    her to have.


    "Okay," the police officer replied.


    After he got the answer he expected, Julian looked towards Luke. He wondered what he was doing


    here.


    "As for you, Mr. Jenkins, your car ident is rted to this man as well," the police officer said to


    Luke.


    Luke’s face was dark as he looked gloomily at the young man.


    Even though Julian did not answer his question just now, he was able to deduce from their


    conversation that the man sitting in front of them was trying to harm Susan as well.


    Although nothing happened to Susan in the end, the man was still unforgivable. However, he was


    surprised to know that the man was involved in his ident as well.


    "Alright, don''t waste our time, and spill the beans,” Luke asked coldly.


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    The young man shrunk back, and he was too afraid to say anything.


    The police officer stole him a nce and said, "Let me do the speaking, Mr. Jenkins. This man’s lips


    were tightly sealed when we first caught him. He refused to tell us anything, and it was only after we


    did something that he began to speak. He thought we had gotten everything in our hands, so he


    spilled everything out and hoped that we could show him some leniency. Initially, we thought he was


    only involved in Mrs. Shaw''s case, but after we queried further, we found that he''d done several


    simr cases i n the past as well. He usually would use a rented car t o do his job, and every time


    he finished a job, he would change a different shop to rent a different car. Since the shop owner of


    the car rental shop has to handle countless customers every day, they would not remember his


    face. Therefore, he has been staying beyond the arm of thew the whole time. However, the fish


    that nibbles at every bait will be caught. He did not expect that the owner of the car rental would


    have particrly good memory this time. The owner helped us to draw a full picture of his face, and


    only then were we able to track him down."


    The police officer paused for a moment before continuing, "Mrs. Shaw’s case is pretty clear right


    now. Isabelle Shelby is the proprietor and this man is the executor. As for other cases, we have sent


    people after the proprietors as well. That being said, since none of the victims truly get injured in


    those idents, most of them are not that serious. In fact, amongst the cases, Mr. Jenkins, your


    injuries are the most severe."


    "Yes, yes, yes. All I did was just receive money from m y clients and cause some small idents. I


    never wanted to kill anybody,” the young man hastily added.


    Luke looked coldly at him.


    It was only now that he knew the car crash was not an ident but nned out by someone. 1


    He gnashed his fists tight. If it were not for the car crash, he would not have lost his memory and he


    would not miss Susan.


    The ident had changed his life.


    "Who was the one that hired you?" Luke pressed down the rage and asked through a frigid voice.


    The young man averted his eyes and he did not dare t o speak.


    The police officer chimed in, "Originally, we should''ve sent somebody after the proprietor after we


    found out everything, but... We''re kind of skeptical about the person he mentioned, and that''s why


    we asked you toe here."


    A bad feeling suddenly crossed Luke''s heart, but he still pressed on and asked, "And that person


    is?"


    "He said it was Miss Ainsley, your wife, who instructed him," the police officer said after a slight


    hesitation.


    ''Miss Ainsley... Mandy?'' Luke was stunned again as he found it very hard to believe. After all,


    although Mandy had a bad attitude, he knew she loved him very much, so how was there any


    probability that she would ask somebody to create a car ident for him? She did not have the


    motive at all.


    ''Mandy Ainsley?''


    Julian raised his brow at the traumatized Luke, and then he left the room.


    He did not expect to get so much information today. His gut told him that the man did not lie to them.


    After all, he did not have to tell such a lie.


    No matter what her motive was to create the car ident, he found that Mandy was quite a ruthless


    and cold-blooded woman. 2


    However, this had nothing to do with him. Mandy was Luke''s wife, so it was his responsibility to find


    out. Right now, he had to return home and take care of Susan.


    With a gloating smile stered across his face, Julian exited the police station. Suddenly, his phone


    rang.


    He fished his phone out of his pocket and realized it was his secretary. He had ordered his


    secretary to find out everything that happened in the hospital yesterday, so he reckoned that he


    must have gotten something already.


    As such, he picked up the call.


    "Mr. Shaw, there is nothing different in the antenatal examination process. However, Madam Shaw


    and Mrs. Shaw bumped into Mr. & Mrs. Jenkins on their way back. Mrs. Jenkins is pregnant as well,


    and they chatted for a while in the corridor."


    ''Luke and Mandy? Susan bumped into them yesterday?’ Julian narrowed his eyes.


    "Go on," Julian said coldly, pressing his lips thin.


    "Yes. After they chatted for a while, Madam and Mrs.


    Shaw left first. Mr. Jenkins went after them and chatted with Mrs. Shaw for a while. Mrs. Jenkins


    went to see the doctor alone. Also, both Mrs. Shaw and Mrs. Jenkins see the same doctor."


    Julian seemingly had grasped something. A dark glint crossed his eyes and he asked, “Did you


    check on Dr. Moore?”