Nicole looked at Clayton expectantly.
"Isn't that suspicious?"
Clayton stroked her hair and shook his head helplessly.
"You’re just being paranoid. It happened over a month ago. Who would've thought Lance would be hospitalized here?"
Nicole pouted and was speechless.
On the way back, Clayton's idea made Nicole feel slightly better.
Nicole smiled. She was really apprehensive lately because of what happened with Yvette.
Mrs. Quimbey was a strong career woman,
yet she put aside all her work and cooperated with the police's investigation.
However, there was still no result.
There was still no hint of what the perpetrators' motives were.
As of the third day after Yvette went missing and Lance was hospitalized, they still did not make any progress.
Clayton was unwilling to delve into this matter, nor did he want Nicole to dig deeper into it.
The main reason was that Clayton had already noticed this matter involved the underground drug trade.
Clayton did not want to touch this area, especially not for Yvette, because she was not worth the risk.
He just wanted to be together with Nicole
in peace.
However, Nicole was too nice to Yvette, so Clayton could not stay out of it completely. Clayton would still do according to Nicole's wishes sometimes.
Clayton had a feeling that the perpetrators were not after him and Nicole, so why should he meddle in this matter?
Nicole did not sleep well for two days. At that moment, she leaned on Clayton's shoulder and fell asleep.
Clayton sighed and instructed the driver in a low voice, "Drive slowly and steadily."
"Yes, sir.”
Lance's mother, Fiona, had already told Yvette’s mother what happened.
Mrs. Quimbey was watching the police’s movements while Fiona watched over
Lance's safety.
Fiona just went out to buy something, yet her son almost lost his life again. This made her feel mentally exhausted.
Mrs. Quimbey rushed over when she heard what happened.
Fiona sat outside the emergency room and cried. When she saw Mrs. Quimbey walking over, she wiped away her tears and said, "Didn’t I tell you that I'm fine? Why did you come over?"
Mrs. Quimbey sighed.
"How can I be at ease? Where's the police? Don’t they have officers standing guard here? How could this happen?"
Fiona sighed and choked up.
"They said that the plainclothes officers were changing shifts and happened to spot a fugitive at that time, so they left their post."
Mrs. Quimbey looked furious.
"That's ridiculous! How could they not leave someone behind to protect Lance?!"
Fiona took her friend's hand.
"Forget it. The doctor came out earlier and said they managed to save Lance. If they found out any later, the lack of oxygen to the brain would make Lance paralyzed."
Mrs. Quimbey had a complex and anxious expression.
"I don't know what kind of people that brat offended! There's been no news from her. If you hadn't gone over to visit them on New Year's Eve..."
No one would know if Lance died at home.
Fiona was heartbroken. She sighed and persuaded Mrs. Quimbey.
"Although Yvette has a flamboyant personality, she's just a bubbly person and not a troublemaker. She doesn't have anything to do with Lance's incident. She's also a victim, and her whereabouts are still unknown, so stop scolding her!"
Mrs. Quimbey looked grateful and guilty.
"I feel sorry for you guys that she married Lance."
"What are you talking about? I really like Yvette. She’s not pretentious, and I can see how hard she works. Lance and Yvette plan to spend the rest of their lives together. Now, the most important thing is to find Yvette. I hope nothing happened to her."
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