“All right, you can go for now.” After reading out every piece of information they had gathered at great length, he closed his report and looked at Robin with a sense of unease he was trying to hide.Robin’s aged face broke into a friendly smile, just like that of a wise man, exactly in line with the positive image he had always projected in public. He rose calmly from his seat and extended his hand.But that image didn’t carry the same weight as before, at least in the eyes of the investigator, who believed the evidence they’d received was valid but couldn’t refute the evidence presented by Marcus, Robin’s attorney.The bald male investigator stared at Robin’s outstretched hand, his frustration making him reluctant to shake it. Even so, he forced himself to do so. “I’ve always admired you as a wise man, Mr. Robin. I hope what happened today really isn’t a big deal.” He gripped the hand tightly.There was a hint of sarcasm and a warning he conveyed to the man indirectly, and Robin pic

"Stay calm, Miss.” The driver reminded Erin as he walked away from the treatment area and began handling the required administrative fees.Erin had managed to catch up to them before the ambulance arrived. When they reached the hospital, no one paid them much attention. Everyone was busy providing medical care; perhaps occasionally her appearance caused the medical staff to glance over, but they didn't care much and went back to work.Now Erin stood alone, her gaze fixed on a single object before her. “Kitty… wake up.” Her eyes welled with tears as she softly murmured that name. “What am I going to do if you're not here?” Now that sense of confusion felt so real and terrifying to her.The sound of the heart monitor's pulse beat monotonously inside the intensive care unit of the elite private hospital where Kitty had been rushed in an emergency that night. The scent of antiseptic medicine and IV fluids dominated the room, which felt so cold. Kitty lay helpless on the sickbed with her h

“Miss Erin.” Smith handed over the data he had prepared in a short amount of time while they were on the road earlier.Now they were in a VIP room at St. Louise Hospital, the place where Kitty had been secretly transferred so she wouldn't be tracked by Robin Chase. In that room now were only Erin, Smith, and Kitty, who was still lying down and receiving treatment. Meanwhile, Victor had left them to return to the West estate, while the three bodyguards Victor brought stood guard at the front door and the hospital corridor.The man pulled out a chair to sit, at the table, he had gathered everything on his tablet and his lit laptop screen. One by one, the information Erin provided him had been dug up and recorded as reference material. But his steps paused; he changed direction. “Miss, we will start with a civil lawsuit regarding Robin's actions toward you and Miss Kitty; we cannot start with criminal charges first. We need to do it gradually.”The media was not talking about the investi

"Miss, are you ready?” Smith turned toward her.The glasses-wearing man looked at her. For the past few days, he had prepared a lot of material for the legal proceedings they were about to undertake.Erin was the source, but to validate her statements, Smith exerted all his energy to turn them into evidence. His personal opinions could not be used for this, but as an individual who knew Robin Chase's public image, he truly felt the man was scum.Robin genuinely used his intelligence for the wrong things until that intelligence turned into cunningness. He manipulated many things for his public image, even a filthy mafia boss felt better than him.Erin drew a deep breath; her appearance was not much different from a few days ago. Her pale skin, thin body, sunken face, and tired eyes showed how hard she had been trying over the past few days.She glanced briefly at Smith and nodded. “Yes.”Smith, standing beside her, then shifted behind Erin, placing his hands on the handles of the wheel

"How is her condition?” Derek, who had witnessed Erin collapse during the trial firsthand, didn't head straight home afterward; instead, he came to visit the hospital and checked on Erin's state.Smith, who still held the status of Erin's lawyer, had now become her person-in-charge at the hospital, taking responsibility by staying behind to watch over Erin there. “Her condition is still weak, the doctor said the possibility is that she won't regain consciousness for the next few days, sir.”Derek stared at Erin, who lay on the bed looking so frail, an IV needle inserted into the back of her thin hand to help nourish her body. “What is her health condition really like? Have they run a thorough test?”Smith nodded his head with a faint sigh. “They have, Mr. West. So far, the doctor states that her health is weakened due to reduced nutritional intake, a weak digestive system, and a compromised immune system, and all of that is influenced by her worsening mental health and the stress she