Wait, She’s a Billionaire

Sheena spent two days in the hospital.

Elliot cared for her attentively, not letting her feet touch the ground as he would carry her to

the restroom.

It made Sheena uncomfortable as Elliot treated her like a helpless child.

During the day, she still talked to Nathaniel on the phone, but they could not make video

calls due to her hospital stay.

Learning that the babies were doing well lately, she reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Having been stuck in Ardolisia for almost a week, it was finally Neil’s deadline for the police department, and the investigation results should be out by the afternoon.

Sheena requested to be discharged from the hospital.

Elliot opposed, but he could not stop Sheena when she was determined.

During the re–examination, the doctor only checked the gunshot wound and the injuries on the back of her head. Since he found no major issues, she could be discharged.

Elliot had no choice but to accompany Sheena in the armored police vehicle to the police department to hear the investigation results.

When they arrived, Neil had just arrived too, and they all went in together.

The conference room’s blackboard was filled with complex clues.

The chief of the police department printed out comprehensive evidence and gave each of

them a copy.

Pointing at the blackboard, he explained, “After the investigation, we found that the driver of the large truck involved in this incident is the prime suspect. He was originally from Froania and only came to Ardólisia this year. After submitting various documents, het successfully obtained Ardolisia citizenship.”

The chief pointed to a photo of Sheena and continued, “We found many pictures of Mrs. Jenkins at his house. Upon closer inspection, we discovered he had watched Mrs. Jenkins’s viral dance videos online and had been a big fan. He even considered Mrs. Jenkins his imaginary wife online. Since Mrs. Jenkins announced her marriage, he has shown abnormal and overly intense emotional reactions.”

This statement made Elliot furrow his brows deeply, his handsome face darkening with

tense displeasure. However, he did not interrupt and continued to listen with a cold expression.

“Yesterday, we conducted a professional psychiatric evaluation on this individual. He was found to have neurological disorders and an explosive and irritable personality. It’s estimated that due to unrequited love and resentment, he stuck to the principle of “if I can’t have her, no one can‘ and deliberately planned this heinous event.”

Sheena scoffed, not buying into the chief’s explanation about the so–called suspect.

“There are too many suspicious aspects to this whole matter. How could a mere truck driver afford to hire a large number of elite assassins and snipers on the black market?”

In response, the chief explained calmly, “We’ve checked his bank records, and all of his finances were depleted a few days ago. As for why he chose to drive the truck himself in this incident, it seems he wanted to go out with a bang, to end it all.

“Try recalling the incident. After colliding with the taxi, the truck driver didn’t give up, right? He dragged the taxi for several dozen meters until he slammed into a wall, displaying clear signs of excessive retaliatory behavior.”

As this explanation concluded, Neil remained silent.

Feeling increasingly frustrated, Sheena flipped through the documents, her eyes betraying

a strong sense of agitation.

Elliot asked coldly, “Where is this truck driver now?”

“After the incident, he was taken to the hospital for emergency treatment. His condition isn’t looking good. He’s in a vegetative state, but it’s unlikely he’ll ever wake up.”

Everything was pinned on this permanently vegetative patient, effectively rendering him unable to testify..

It was the most convenient solution, leaving no room for counterarguments.

Neil examined the evidence multiple times.

From the evidence alone, it seemed reasonable that someone with a paranoid and irritable personality could commit such extreme acts of retaliation.

Setting aside the evidence, Neil looked at the main victim of the incident, Sheena.

“Ms Lawson, do you have any oblections.

Sheena let out a light scoff.

as absurd to lay all this at the feet of a mere truck driver.

She looked at the chief with a piercing gaze, hitting the core issue head–on.

I’ve heard you’ve been busy handling this case recently. Have you secretly met with Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

individuals unrelated to this case at the police department?”