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qGordon raised his doubt. “Think about it. The hospital is a private institution for the wealthy elites, so there should
be patients and visitors in the wards, right? But not today. There's only one patient in the entire building. I believe
the Gold family took in that man a long time ago. Maybe they were also related to the rumors.”
“What is Nancy trying to do?” Lupine asked, exasperated.
“I don't think Nancy has anything to do with this,” he deduced. “According to my initial investigations, I believe her
father, Jesse, is the mastermind behind this set-up since he has the power to control the media.”
That shocked her. “But why would Jesse do this?”
He then explained in a serious tone, “Nacht Group is in a mess, and the entire organization is vulnerable right now.
Isn't it the best time for them to strike?”
“You're right. Everyone is waiting to prey on Nacht Group, hoping to get a piece of it, but I'm surprised the Gold
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfamily is also a part of the rat race.” Lupine's brows were tightly furrowed as she replied to him.
“They're not saints, to begin with,” Gordon said. “Jesse gained his current standing by seizing his relatives' assets!
Though he had managed to whitewash his dirty past over the years, it's not difficult to trace back the misdeeds he
had committed!”
“Are you trying to say that Jesse is engineering all these things because he wants to seize Nacht Group?” Confused,
she continued, “But how did he manage to control Mr. Nacht? Even if Mr. Nacht has fallen sick, it's impossible to
manipulate someone like him. Unless Jesse has dirt on him?”
“That man might be an impostor!” Gordon made a bold guess.
“What?” Lupine gasped. “But that man clearly is Mr. Nacht! Who else could he be?”
“Perhaps someone who has a strong resemblance to him?” Gordon looked deep into Charlotte's eyes. “Remember
what Marino said? On the day of the incident, one of his men noticed someone in the garden. That person's
silhouette resembled Mr. Nacht a lot.”
“You're giving me goosebumps.” A shiver ran down Lupine's spine.
All of a sudden, everyone in the car fell silent.
Lupine dared not speak, merely taking a peep at Charlotte from the rearview mirror.
With her head lowered, Charlotte wore a solemn expression on her face. Even her usually bright eyes turned dull.
Lupine knew Charlotte found it hard to accept it. If the man in the house was an impostor, there was a strong
chance that Zachary was already dead.
Charlotte was not afraid of facing all kinds of schemes or obstacles in life, but she would lose all the motivation and
courage to continue fighting the battle if Zachary was dead.
In a gentle voice, Gordon said, “Of course, whether or not he's an impostor, that requires your judgment. Only you
can tell him apart. After all, you're the one who knows him best since you're married to him.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Gordon...” Charlotte finally spoke. “Danrique told you these, didn't he?”
“Uh...” That took him by surprise, and he avoided her gaze.
Charlotte continued, “Without a doubt, you're smart and observant. But it seems unlikely for you to be able to find
out the Gold family's background, deduce the identity of the mastermind, and infer the key issue from the incidents
in such a short time.”
She then lifted her head to look at Gordon. “Unless Danrique is helping you.”
Lupine and Gordon exchanged glances, not daring to speak.
“You're aware of this too?” Charlotte glared at Lupine. “Why didn't you tell me that you've made contact with
Danrique?”
“Please don't be mad at me, Ms. Lindberg,” Lupine explained. “He's worried about you, but he doesn't want you to
know about it, so I—”
“Yes, Mr. Lindberg sent me here,” Gordon interrupted, deciding to be frank. “I've been reporting all the incidents
that happened today to Mr. Lindberg. He instantly spotted the problem and instructed someone to investigate the
Gold family. Then, he had me tell you the findings of his investigations by posing them as my deductions.”
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