Chapter 371

Yvonne had work and couldn’t stay by his side all the time, but she rushed to the hospital every day, only feeling at ease after seeing he was okay.
Yolanda had listened to her parents and hadn’t shown up at the hospital since.
Bennett hadn’t contacted her either.
After the doctor’s rounds, Bennett sat on his hospital bed, listening to a trusted subordinate’s report.
“An anonymous email has been sent to the Walker family’s rival. Mr. Walker’s promotion is definitely off the table now. The Rogers family’s hospitals have all been foreclosed on in bankruptcy, and we haven’t found any useful information.”
“Mm,” Bennett responded coolly, his expression unreadable.
Once one of Istra’s top families, the century-old Rogers family had collapsed spectacularly. But with Oscar’s death, all traces leading back to the Walker family seemed to have vanished.
Oscar probably chose death to avoid implicating the Walker family. The last call he ever made was to Yolanda.
Heh. So devoted.
After finishing his report and organizing the files, the subordinate left.
Shortly after, Simon entered and said respectfully, “Mr. Thompson, the discharge papers are all set. Shall we leave now?”
“Mm,” Bennett murmured, but he remained standing motionless by the window. It overlooked the bustling main entrance of the hospital, and it was unclear what, or who, he was looking for.
“Is everything packed? Have the driver move it to the car.” Emma pushed the door open and frowned when she saw Bennett standing by the window in the draft.
“You’re catching a draft right after your injury has healed. Don’t think you can neglect your health just because you’re young; you’re not invincible.” Emma draped
a long cashmere coat over Bennett’s shoulders, nagging with concern.
“Mm,” Bennett replied softly, adjusting the coat on his shoulders before following Emma out of the room.
At the hospital’s main entrance, a black Maybach S600 was parked-Emma’s personal car. She used it for all her outings.
After loading the luggage into the trunk, the driver quickly got into the driver’s seat.
Simon respectfully held the door
open. Only after Bennett and Emma
were inside did he walk around to
the other side and get into the
passenger seat
The car started moving slowly, heading out of the hospital grounds. Bennett gazed
out the window, his aura deep and cold.
Just as the car was about to merge onto the main road, Bennett saw a white Audi screech to a half on the roadside. Yvonne hurried out, clutching a large bouquet of sunflowers.
She had been at a promotional event in the next city yesterday and had intended to drive back overnight to pick Bennett up from the hospital, but a multi-car pile-up on the highway had trapped her in traffic.
Yvonne was too late. She stood by the road, holding the flowers, and watched helplessly as the Thompson family’s car drove away.
The specially tinted windows prevented anyone from seeing in, but those inside could see out clearly.
Bennett watched Yvonne standing by the road with the flowers, her head bowed, looking like the most pitiful, abandoned person in the world.
The corner of his mouth curved into a faint smile. He took out his phone and sent Yvonne a text: *The sunflowers are beautiful.*
“Who are you texting?” Emma asked, glancing at him from the seat beside him.
“It’s for work,” Bennett replied dismissively, quickly turning off his phone screen.
Emma knew the nature of Bennett’s work, so she didn’t press further when he mentioned it and changed the subject.