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Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife

Chapter 96
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Chapter 96

The two went upstairs right after they reached Golden Hills Apartment.

The house was quite spacious and it was a duplex apartment.

“Sis Liv, this apartment is an incentive provided by Mr. Quinton, looks good right?”

Olivia nodded. “Indeed, where’s the first aid kit?”

Zyla pointed at the cabinet. “The second drawer.”

“Alright, take a seat, I’ll go get it.”

Zyla sat on the sofa obediently and immediately smiled upon seeing Olivia bringing the first aid kit over

as if she was in a very good mood.

Olivia felt a little strange. “Why are you so happy? You are bleeding.”

“I guess it’s because you are too beautiful, Sis Liv.”

Olivia was amused. She took off the handkerchief from her arm and then took the bottle of iodine. “What

a sweet talker, I shall treat you with some iodine then.”

“Sis Liv, please be gentle…ouch…it hurts…”

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“Thought you didn’t know.”

Although Olivia did not study medicine, her hands were notoriously deft, if not, Dorothy would not have

been so jealous to the extent that she wanted to crush them.

Her left hand had not fully recovered yet, it was originally fair and flawless but there was a scar right now

that might not be able to fade for the rest of her life.

Zyla also noticed it and her eyes darkened a little.

However, when Olivia looked over, she was still having a smiley face on.

Olivia threw the rubbish into the dustbin and put the first aid kit back into the cabinet after finishing.

“I wanted to take a look at Mr. Quinton’s car accident footage.”

Zyla quickly took a USB stick out of her bag. “Sis Liv, I was there for the same reason.

I have the footage with me, you can take a look.”

“Are you sure it’s fine to do so?”

“It’s nothing, Mr. Quinton was gonna…”

Halfway through the conversation, Zyla remembered Zac’s exhortation, and immediately changed her

words. “Anyways, this footage is not a secret, so Mr. Quinton won’t say anything.”

Olivia was not hypocritical either and sat down with her to watch the footage.

It was very obvious from the footage that the other party drove towards Zac’s car deliberately.

After the hit, the involved culprit fled away immediately.

“The police couldn’t find the culprit yet.”

Olivia squinted her eyes and suddenly pointed at the screen and said, “Stop.”

Zyla quickly paused the video and was a little surprised. “What is it, Sis Liv?”

“Can you zoom in on the driver’s face on the opposite side of the road?”

“Yeah, sure.”

Zyla zoomed in on the man’s face. Although it was a little blurry, it was still visible.

Olivia gasped and was stunned for three seconds. She then pointed at the man on the screen. “This

man… I know him.”

“Sis Liv, are you sure?”

“Yeah, this man was my father’s driver back then and he even pursued Dorothy. He was fired afterward

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because of theft.”

‘As long as I find him, I will definitely be able to retrieve more criminal evidence against Dorothy!’

Olivia was so excited that her hands were shaking. She could not get any evidence all these while and

now she finally found a lead.

“Sis Liv, do you remember his name?”

Olivia frowned and thought for quite a moment. “If I remember correctly… I think it’s Wilson… Ben

Wilson?”

“Ben Wilson?”

“Yeah, Ben for Benjamin.”

Zyla logged into the system, quickly typed the name mentioned and Ben’s

information came out shortly.

“Is it him?”

“Yes, that’s him! Do you have an address?”

She continued scrolling. “Yes I do, he lives at No.112, West York Village.”

The corners of Olivia’s mouth twitched and she finally smiled. “This is amazing! Thank you, Zyla!”

‘As long as I find Ben, I can prove that Dorothy hired someone to kill Zac. By then, no matter how much

he believes Dorothy, he will start to be suspicious.’