Charming Lady Hard to Chase After Being Dumped novel Chapter 350

"Yes, sir."

The few medical examiners hurried off after receiving their orders. Morris stared at the operation theater.

Right now, he didn't actually care whether or not Old Maddy would survive, let alone whether or not Nora was really practicing medicine without a license, or whether or not this was an incident of medical malpractice. What he cared about was...

"Captain Ford, aren't you guys making a too big a fuss over this?" Joel walked over, his attitude neither lowly nor overbearing.

Morris' tone became more polite when he saw him. "I have to prioritize the Smiths' affairs, after all. We mustn't wrong Ms. Smith."

Joel was smiling, but his fox-like eyes were full of suspicion and perplexity. "I don't think it's because of the Smiths, is it?"

Morris continued to stand ramrod straight. He stared straight ahead of him, and he looked very serious and very strict. He nodded. "I don't understand what you're trying to say, Mr. Smith. Don't you want us to investigate this thoroughly?"

Joel frowned.

Even now, he still firmly believed that there weren't any problems with Nora. She was just treating a mentally ill patient; even if she didn't manage to cure him, her treatment would never cause his death.

There must be some kind of misunderstanding.

He straightened his back and replied, "Of course, not. The Smiths will never condone criminals."

Morris nodded. "The Smiths have always had a strict upbringing."

Joel stared at Morris.

To be honest, the two had already interacted with each other before. Although Morris had also been awfully serious previously, he wasn't pedantic.

His relationships with the Smiths and the Hunts were also pretty good.

But unexpectedly, he hadn't given them even the slightest hint about the incident this time.

Joel knew that what his little cousin was involved in was definitely no simple incident. It was probably related to something even more serious.

In the distance, Yvonne stared at Morris far away from her.

If one were to talk about the best bachelors in New York, one would be Justin and the other—Morris.

Although he was just a police officer, in truth, he was actually part of a special department with extremely high authority. No one knew what kind of case exactly he was investigating, but his identity was definitely not a simple one.

Of course, it was also because of this same sense of mystery around Morris that no one dared to pursue him.

Moreover, Morris didn't have time for romance, either.

Yvonne had once thought about it—if things were impossible between her and Justin, then Morris was also an option.

She had dispelled all of those thoughts now, though.

She stared at the door nervously, only hoping for the outcome to be revealed soon.

Meanwhile, at the Smiths'.

The sky had gradually darkened.

A figure darted into the car park at the Smiths' back door.

Louis stood there sneakily and looked around. He cupped his hands around his mouth like a trumpet and shouted, "Quentin! Quentin!"

But even after shouting for a long time, he didn't see anyone.

Louis frowned and pouted. "Where has Quentin gone?"

He'd only just said that when he heard someone approaching in a hurry. He got such a huge shock that he quickly darted behind a car. Right after he did, he saw Maureen and Warren coming over in a hurry.

Louis breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them. He called out softly, "Warren, Maureen. Where are you guys going this late at night?"