Half an hour later, Barry received a message from the private investigator.
He was sitting in his spacious, brightly lit office, decorated in a light golden color scheme. Everything glittered with gilded luxury. As he stared at the photo of an exquisitely beautiful woman, with an air of arrogance and grace like a painting, standing beside Brad, the two looked incredibly well-matched.
His expression darkened like an overcast evening sky.
"Well, Benjamin, you really are lucky. No matter how many times someone tries to kill you, you manage to survive. Everyone calls you a once-in-a-generation genius… and maybe they’re right.”
That horrific car crash had only kept him bedridden for a little over a month. And now, even his crippled legs were going to be healed by that legendary medical expe
