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Chapter 35

    Walter turned his head to look at a short-haired woman in a suit, leather shoes, and sses behind


    him. “Write me a check for


    30 million…”


    The female secretary took out a checkbook and pen from the briefcase. She quickly wrote the figure,


    tore the check off, and


    handed it to Walter.


    “I heard that you recently led a group of people to conduct free clinics in impoverished mountainous


    areas, Dr. Tanner!”


    Walter handed the check to Brian with a smile. “The Watsons are charitable and willing to do our part


    for the free clinic project!”


    The cost of the free clinic project was very low, and the 30 million dors was a sort of bribe for Brian.


    Brian was a well-known miracle doctor, and if Walter was too direct, he would definitely not ept this


    check.


    Brian would definitely not refuse if it were for such a high-sounding reason.


    Brian saw through Walter’s intention almost immediately. After a moment of hesitation, he still took the


    check. “On behalf of the patients in the mountainous areas, Ithank you, Mr. Watson. I’ll talk to my


    grandmaster again, but I must reiterate that I hope you won’t have too high expectations…”


    Nash returned to Hera’s pad.


    Sitting on the sofa, he yed the copied video recording from the Lewis family’s estate on his phone.


    He wanted to find out who wanted to harm Herman.


    At first, he thought it was Helena’s family.


    However, Nash had a gut feeling that Hubert did not seem like the mastermind.


    He concluded that there was another person behind it from Hubert’s family.


    If he were to ask Hubert directly, he probably would not be able to find the person behind the scenes,


    so he had to find out for


    himself.


    After watching nearly half a month’s worth of surveince footage from the Lewis family’s estate, he did


    not find any suspicious individuals.


    As Hannah had to send her nephew to school every day, she would go in and out every morning and


    evening.


    She seemed rxed at her job and would often talk andugh with Maria.


    On the 23rd, which was also three days before the old man’s incident happened, Cain had called out to


    Hannah.


    From the surveince footage outside, Cain was seen taking Hannah to the garden, where he


    reprimanded her.


    It seemed like it was because some greenery in the garden had withered and died due to poor care.


    In the next few days, Hannah was absent-minded in doing anything, and she no longer had her usual


    smile on her face.


    She even knocked over a ss of water several times when serving tea to Herman.


    At this time, the doorbell rang.


    Nash stepped on the soft carpet and walked to the door. He nced through the peephole.


    Just outside was a man wearing a sun hat.


    He was wearing a blue delivery uniform and was carrying a packaged meal in his hand.


    Nash narrowed his eyes and asked, “Who is it?”


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    “Food delivery!”


    “I didn’t order anything…”


    “Someone ordered it for you!”


    “Who ordered it for me?”


    “You have to ask the restaurant about this!”


    The delivery man then urged impatiently, “Hurry up. I still have another order to deliver!”


    Nash opened the door, and suddenly, the delivery man slipped a sharp knife out of his sleeve and


    swiftly stabbed toward Nash.


    Nash grabbed the delivery man’s wrist, stepped on his foot, and then pulled back to bring him down to


    the ground.


    As the delivery man tried to get up, Nash pressed a foot on his back and coldly questioned, “Who are


    you?”


    It was evident that this person came to assassinate Hera.


    Nash did not let the guy ce the takeaway food on the ground. He only wanted to find out more from


    him.


    The delivery man did not utter a word and just kept struggling to stand up.


    Nash asked again, “I’ll give you one more chance. Either talk or die…”


    “You people killed my son, and I’m going to kill you all…”


    The delivery man growled with a suppressed voice.


    Nash frowned. “Who’s your son?”


    “Did you just ask who my son is? Do you think you can buy my son’s life with 200 grand?”
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