Eudora George was tired. She had a lot of work to do the next day, so she nodded.
In the end, Amos Granger picked her up and placed her on the sofa, "Go to sleep."
The next morning, Harley Louis brought the newest piece of evidence to him.
"Amos, you're right. We checked the person's phone log yesterday and saw that he had communicated with Harry countless times."
Amos took the papers from him. It was filled with phone records. By the look of it, it was a solid case.
"I've cleared it with the superiors. I'll take some people with me and head over to the Granger family to arrest Harry later."
Eudora was delighted. She would be even happier if the Old Master were to wake up at this moment.
After Harley left, Eudora noticed that Amos was staring at the Old Master.
"What's wrong?" Eudora asked.
Amos shook his head and said, "It feels a bit weird that everything has been going our way so far."
Eudora pursed her lips, "It hasn't! Uncle Harry is a very sly person."
Amos nodded and said, "I'm sorry that you had to go through so much. When this is over, why don't you move to Clearwater Bay with Juju? Things are better there."
Eudora shook her head, "It is more peaceful there, but there's still something missing!"
Amos looked at her suspiciously and said, "I'll have someone to furnish it."
Eudora shook her head, "It's not something that other people could fix, because that place is missing you."
Amos felt touched. This woman certainly knew how to say some sweet words.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and said seriously, "You are not allowed to speak like that in the future."
Eudora raised her eyebrows, "Are you angry? I'm flirting with you, but it seemed that it's not working well."
Amos flashed a wry smile and said, "It worked. It worked very well indeed."
It worked, and that was why he couldn't let her speak like that anymore. What if she said that to someone else? She would always be his and his only.
The two of them cuddled for a bit more. Soon, Eudora looked at her watch and realized that it was already 10 a.m.
Finding it odd, she said, "Why hasn't anyone come to visit today?"
Normally, even if Bethany Hamilton had gone back to rest, she would've visited the Old Master as early as she could the next day. So, why wasn't she here yet? "Did you not tell them that you had changed the room?" Eudora asked.
Amos shook his head, "Even if I didn't tell them, the nurses would've."
After she mentioned this, Amos also felt that something was amiss. He took out his phone and was about to dial a number.
However, before he could, the phone rang. Harley's anxious voice came from the speaker, " Amos, something's wrong. Your Uncle's dead!"
Amos was stunned, "He's dead? What's going on?"
Harley sighed, "We haven't gotten the details yet. Based on what we have now, it looks like suicide. There were the Old Master's anticancer drugs in his drink; a mixture of the two is fatal. Your Aunt did the same as he did, but she's at the hospital now. There's still hope for her. They're still trying to resuscitate her at the hospital."
Harley paused for a moment.
"Your Uncle probably knew that he had been exposed, so he tried to kill himself. We'll get to the bottom of this, so don't you worry about it."
"Alright!" Amos hung up.
Eudora had heard bits and pieces of their conversation. She quickly asked, "What happened?"
"Harry's dead. They think that he had committed suicide out of fear."
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