Chapter 772 The Hidden Truth
“Your mother was not, as they claimed, saved by Hope in recent years,”
Sharon said indifferently, “She had been with him since the second year after
the car accident.”
“Almost everyone who knew about this has been cleared out by Hope, and I
had to go to great lengths to find the only insider.”
Joe was silent for a long time after hearing his news before saying, “I see;
can you…”
Before he could finish, Sharon interrupted, “I’ve checked. The truth back then
was indeed an accident.”
Although it is unknown how Martha quietly left and stayed with Hope after the
car accident, the car accident was indeed accidental, not premeditated.
Joe’s eyes darkened.
Over the years, numerous police, detectives, and journalists thoroughly
investigated the matter, and countless evidence proved that the car accident
was accidental. He was asking now simply because he still had some luck in
his heart.
Seeing him fall silent, Sharon also offered a few comforting words, “I’m still
looking for a psychologist who has recently been close to Hope, but I haven’t
found any traces of him yet.”
After ending the call, Joe’s gaze returned to Charlotte’s face.
“Why are you staring at her like this?” Vincent appeared out of nowhere, and
seeing Joe’s gaze on Charlotte’s face, he couldn’t help but make a comment.
Joe just gave him a faint glance, and Vincent quickly raised his hands, “I
came today to bring someone for Morgan; be careful I might just leave.”
Joe’s eyes shifted to look behind him, but there was no one.
Vincent coughed lightly, “I’ve already asked your driver to pick him up.”
“You do know how to arrange things,” Joe took back his gaze, and Vincent
snorted, “If I don’t arrange things properly for you, you’ll kill me.”
Seeing that Joe had no intention of arguing with him, Vincent got bored and
glanced at his phone, “He should be here by now.”
As soon as the words fell, Mr. River came in with a young man.
The young man had an extraordinary temperament, and it was evident that
he was learned, except that he was wearing a pair of black gloves that added
an air of mystery to him.
The man’s gaze accurately fell on Vincent’s face, “You are Morgan’s friend?”
Vincent nodded and shook hands with him, then introduced, “This is Mr.
Smith, the husband of the patient we’re treating.”
“Hello, my name is Smollett,” The young man gave Joe a polite smile and
extended his hand, “I hope I can help.”
Joe glanced at his gloves, and Smollett explained with a smile, “I got a little
hurt while treating a patient earlier; you don’t mind, do you?”
Joe shook hands with him briefly, “It doesn’t matter, as long as you can cure
her.”
Joe had thoroughly investigated Smollett when Morgan sent over his
information. His international research achievements were indeed
commendable, and many big names had invited him to become their disciple.
His track record was indeed outstanding.
“The data of Mrs. Smith’s examination I have seen, the problem is indeed
tricky.”
Smollett did not rush to promise Joe, but analyzed the condition seriously, “If
the opponent really used Nusparin, the subsequent results will not only
involve memory issues but may even lead to serious diseases such as
cerebral atrophy…”
Joe’s face immediately darkened upon hearing this.
