The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 288

Chapter 288: Chapter 288: Nathaniel, Estelle Lockwood Is Dead

Before Thea York could answer, Laura Jennings had already rushed forward, trying to smooth things over.

"Oh, there’s no point in asking about this. Perhaps Thea just overheard it from someone. Nathaniel, you’re still hurt. You should be lying down. Thea, didn’t you make some porridge for Nathaniel?"

Anyone could hear the desperation in Laura Jennings’s voice.

Nathaniel, however, was in no hurry. "My patience is limited, Miss York."

Zane Grant chimed in, "That’s right. Nathaniel and I are dying to find the person behind this. And now, Miss York has delivered herself right to our doorstep. Whether or not you’re the culprit, I’m sure you know the inside story."

"Nathaniel, since you’re awake now, we can go public. How about I go write a press release? It’s perfect, we’ve even caught the ’culprit’..."

"No!" Thea York shot her head up, a hint of panic coloring her features.

She forced a strained smile. "Nathaniel, why would I ever try to hurt you? Mr. Grant, you’re being ridiculous!"

Nathaniel’s expression remained unchanged. "It’s fine if you won’t talk, Miss York."

"It’s just that I’m a petty man, and I have a tendency to jump to conclusions. If you refuse to talk, Miss York, then I’ll just have to remain suspicious."

Nathaniel calmly instructed Zane Grant, "We have an ongoing partnership with Chairman York at the company. Remind him of that later. And be sure to mention what a ’good daughter’ he has."

Zane Grant had to stifle a laugh. "Alright, I understand."

"Nathaniel!" Thea York scrambled to her feet, her face alternating between red and white as she shot several glances at Laura Jennings.

’It was Laura Jennings who had suddenly shown up, anxiously telling her that Nathaniel was injured and that Estelle Lockwood couldn’t take care of him. She’d said it was a golden opportunity Thea shouldn’t miss.’

’Of course, Thea wasn’t about to miss it. She had immediately followed Laura Jennings to the hospital, planning to personally care for Nathaniel and completely outshine Estelle Lockwood!’

’But—but what was this situation?!’

"Oh, wait. Ms. Jennings couldn’t have been the one to tell her, could she?" Zane Grant feigned immense shock. "Don’t tell me the real culprit isn’t Miss York, but Ms. Jennings!"

Zane clicked his tongue, feigning bewilderment. "Now that’s something I don’t understand. With Miss York, there’s at least a motive. But Ms. Jennings is your own mother, Nathaniel. Your birth mother. Why would she hire someone to kill her own son?"

Nathaniel offered a humorless smile. "I’m quite curious myself."

Zane looked at Laura Jennings, ignoring the kaleidoscope of colors flashing across her face, and asked with feigned curiosity, "Ms. Jennings, are you the one who orchestrated this?"

Laura Jennings: "..."

’Laura Jennings really wanted to kill this wretched pair!’

Laura Jennings slapped her thigh, feigning anxiety. "Oh, how could it possibly be me? Nathaniel, you’ve completely misunderstood!"

Zane nodded. "Right. So we’re back to the original question. How did you know, Ms. Jennings?"

Laura Jennings’s face turned deathly pale. "I... I..."

"Zane, call the police," Nathaniel ordered.

Zane replied, "You got it. I can’t believe we caught the mastermind so quickly. That was surprisingly simple."

"Don’t blame Nathaniel, Ms. Jennings. After all, you’re the one who was so cruel, and you’re his own mother... Ah, I have a bad habit of speaking bluntly, so I’ll just stop. Nathaniel’s car crash was attempted murder. Even though the attempt failed, the person who orchestrated it will definitely go to prison."

"As for you, Ms. Jennings, I hope you rehabilitate well in prison. I’ll come visit you when I get the chance."

With that, Zane took out his phone to call the police.

"It wasn’t me!" Laura Jennings finally panicked.

Her eyes darted around. ’I can’t believe Nathaniel is being so ruthless! What’s this about calling the police? We’re family! And he didn’t even die, so why involve the police?!’

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