"Mister, it's Frank Mitchell who has secretly harmed the Young Master, causing the car accident."
James Shannon fell silent, disbelief resonating in his cold voice, "Charlie River, are you sure?"
"Mister, when it comes to matters concerning the Young Master, how dare I deceive you?" Charlie River continued, "Mister, from the beginning when the Young Master asked me to check Frank Mitchell's background, I had suspicions. I just didn't anticipate that Frank Mitchell would actually dare to go this far!"
"Impossible."
James Shannon refuted, "Frank Mitchell would not do such a thing."
"Mister, at this moment the Young Master is still in the ICU, hovering between life and death. Your words are quite disheartening!"
Charlie River, taking his courage in both hands, spoke these words. Once finished, his shirt was soaked with cold sweat. Cold sweat was streaming down his forehead. He raised his hand to wipe away the sweat, forcing himself to stay calm.
