"What are you talking about? Who's trying to commit murder?" the man shouted nervously. "I just accidentally hit the gas instead of the brake..."
Charles signaled to his men, and the man was taken away.
Chloe approached him and asked, "Did you get all the evidence?"
Charles nodded. "You don't need to worry. I'll handle it."
Noticing that his wound was still bleeding, Chloe's eyes softened. "You should really get that looked at. If it gets infected, it'll be a problem."
"It's just a scratch. It's nothing," Charles said with a smile.
Chloe shot him a disapproving look, and Charles, yielding, followed her to the hospital to have his wound treated.
At that moment, Charles's phone rang. He answered, and his face darkened as he listened.
"What's wrong?" Chloe asked.
"Madison leaked our
