Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!

Chapter 1291

"So, are you trying to say that the driver held a grudge and chose to take revenge on the Acrees using such a

method?" Sonia spoke.

Tom shook his head slightly. "After our men learned about the conflict between the driver and the Acrees from the

Acrees' butler, they immediately contacted the driver's family and friends and tried to understand what kind of a

person he was. They learned that the driver did not intend to retaliate against the Acrees in the first place. Since his

attempt to ask for reasonable compensation failed, the families of the dead fishermen who worked under him

began to vent their frustration on him, blaming him for accepting the job and bringing those fishermen to sea. They

blamed him for their family member's death and the compensation they did not receive. Over time, the guilt

toward the deceased and the resentment toward the Acrees intensified, and he began to devise a revenge plot."

"I see," Sonia sighed. "Oh, the poor man."

"Don't you find anything strange in this situation?" Toby crossed his legs and inquired out of the blue.

"What do you mean?" She blinked in puzzlement.

"It's understandable that the driver wanted to seek revenge. Anyone would not let the Acrees off the hook after

what they did. Regardless, the meaning behind my words was, how did the driver know their itinerary? How did he

know they would attend the banquet tonight and the precise time of their departure? Do you think an ordinary man

like him could have access to the information so easily?" Toby picked up the wine glass in front of him and shook it

lightly. His gaze was incomprehensible as he glanced at the red liquid swirling in the glass.

Sonia was taken aback for a moment before coming to her senses. "Yeah, you're right. He was an ordinary man, so

it would be hard for him to obtain such information unless he bribed the Acrees' butler or maids. But that would be

an impossible feat because he doesn't have the money."

"So, the problem here is self-explanatory." Toby narrowed his eyes. "Most importantly, who tampered with the

Acrees' car, and when did they do it?"

"You're saying that this is not a simple revenge plot. Someone else is involved behind the scenes." She immediately

grasped what he was implying.

Toby declined to comment but simply continued, "The driver did seek revenge, but it would not be easy for an

ordinary man like him to succeed. Although the Acrees are not doing so well now, the driver could not get in touch

with them easily, let alone bring them down like this. So, how did he obtain such accurate information as when they

would leave and where they were? It meant that someone else was behind this. The mastermind should be the

Acrees' competitor, and he was helping the driver. The mastermind is powerful and resourceful too, which explains

why they knew about the Acrees' precise itinerary and how they could easily tamper with their car. Then, all they

needed to do was contact the driver and ask him to wait on the route that the Acrees would pass through. Well, we

know how the rest turned out."

"That makes sense!" Sonia clicked her tongue in awe at his sharp deduction." From how the Acrees handled the

maritime disaster, we can tell they have crossed the line several times, so it is not surprising that they have other

enemies. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. These people worked together to retaliate against the Acrees. It

serves them right!"

Toby didn't say anything in response. "But it's just a pity that the driver died without taking any of the Acrees with

him. What's the point of such revenge?" Sonia sighed sadly.

"Actually." He raised his chin and quipped, "His revenge has been successful."

"Oh?" She looked at him in astonishment. "What do you mean?"

"The driver is burdened by guilt and death. His wife's death and the fishermen's death were the last straws. These

had long crushed him and made him lose his will to live. His choice to retaliate against the Acrees by dying together

shows just exactly that. It also meant that he was willing to work with the mastermind even though they wanted him

to die."

"He wanted a way out," Sonia bit her lips and mumbled.

"Yes." Toby sipped his wine. "It would be the best of both worlds if he could drag the Acrees with him as he died.

Even if he couldn't kill any of them, his death, as well as the Acrees' heinous crime, would be circulated on the

Internet. Ordinary people worldwide would empathize with the driver, especially when he was forced to such an end

because of the Acrees. Once they discovered the driver's side of the story, the Internet would be in an uproar, and

the news would spread like wildfire."

"I know. I've experienced this before." Sonia felt a bit of a headache building.

Toby held her hand and gently squeezed it. "By then, the government will definitely investigate the Acrees to defuse

public outrage. Then, the investigation will expose all the illegal things they had done, and the government will

charge the family. Even if they did not do anything illegal, they would be doomed because of the maritime disaster

alone."

"Yes. According to the law, the Acrees were guilty because they disregarded the danger of typhoons and urged the

fishermen to go to sea, which was the direct cause of their death. They made matters worse by not giving

reasonable compensation. The government will not let them off the hook," Tom added.

She finally understood the whole situation. "Oh, I see. So, this is what you mean that the driver's revenge has been

successful."

"Yup. The collapse of the Acrees is the nail in the coffin, and some of them may be seriously injured after the

accident. To them, this is worse than death. It can be considered a successful revenge, don't you think?" Toby curled

his lips into a cold smirk, and his eyes were full of contempt for the Acree Family.

At this moment, Tom inquired, "Mr. Fuller, do you want me to investigate the mastermind who helped the driver?"

"No." Toby shook his head. "This is not our business. It's the Acrees' problem, so there's no need to investigate.

Besides, the mastermind has indirectly helped me to get rid of them. But it's their problem if the police find out

about them."

He was right. So, Tom nodded and stopped asking questions.

Not long after, Tom's phone rang. He glanced at Toby, and after seeing his nod of approval, Tom took out his phone

and answered the call.

Two minutes later, Tom ended the call, placed the phone down, and looked at Toby and Sonia with a strange

expression. Toby pursed his lips and urged, "What is it? Tell me."

Tom nodded and said, "It's the man we sent over to keep an eye on the Acrees. He got the results of the Acrees

after the car accident. The driver died. Mr. Acree survived the accident but was pronounced brain-dead and has

become a vegetable. Miss Acree is quite unfortunate as her leg was amputated. Mrs. Acree is the luckiest one. She

only suffered some superficial injuries and nothing serious. However, I'm unsure if she can survive the ordeal she

has to face later."

In short, the fate that awaited them would only be tragic or worse.

The only innocent person in this situation was their driver. He did not do anything bad but died simply because he

was their driver. What a tragic and sad life.

"Alright, the Acrees' matters end here. Call our men back. There's no need to waste useful resources on them."

Toby massaged his temples and rose to his feet.

Sonia, whose hand was held by Toby, naturally stood up as well.

He glanced at her and asked, "I'm going to meet Harry and Lynette. Do you want to come with me?"

"No." Sonia shook her head. "I don't want to see them, and I think they don't want to see me either."

"Okay. Wait for me in the car. I'll be right there." He gently ruffled her hair and lightly tucked them behind her ear.

To be honest, he didn't want her to accompany him either. He knew the Lores' temperaments like the back of his

hand, so he knew they would be far from repentant.

Although they would not dare to do anything to Sonia when he was there, they would silently glare at her or

something similar. Of course, he did not want her to go through such an encounter.