Finnick had called Fabian the day before his wedding to remind him of something. If it had not been for him, Fabian would not have recruited someone else to be his driver. In other words, Finnick technically saved their lives.
Since Finnick had reminded Fabian to make certain changes, his saying so was definitely not unfounded. He must have received plenty of inside information. After pondering over it, Fabian got out his phone and dialed Finnick’s number.
“Hello? Is that you, Fabian? What’s up? I heard the wedding vows that you had prepared for your wife at the wedding ceremony today. It was so surreal. I envy you. Please accept my hearty congratulations.”
When Finnick realized the phone call was from Fabian, he took the call enthusiastically.
Because of the incident with Vivian, Finnick had always felt guilty towards Fabian, so he had been helping out Fabian a lot behind the scenes.
“Thanks.” Fabian took a deep breath and, after a short pause, went straight to the point, “I believe you’ve gotten wind of the news. I was involved in a car accident after picking up Hannah.”
Once his phone rang and Finnick realized it was Fabian on the other line, he basically figured out why his nephew was calling him. And he was right.
“Yes, I’ve heard about it.”
“What I want to know is… who’s behind it?” Fabian asked.
Finnick was not one for banter. He quickly provided what he knew. “I can’t say for sure who’s behind it, but I’ve received news through my connections that someone was offering ten million on the black market to anyone who could hurt your wife. It’s highly likely that the culprit is from the Blackwood family or anyone who wants to marry into the Norton family.”
After hearing that, Fabian nodded briefly and even joked in response, “Wow! I didn’t expect that my wife and I are only worth ten million on the black market. Okay, that’s all I want to ask. Sorry for the intrusion.”
“Right. I think there’ll be more trouble ahead after what happened today. Stay alert, Fabian,” Finnick voiced his concern over the phone.
After Fabian hung up the phone, he thought over carefully what Finnick had just told him. Who is it that wants to harm Hannah? The Blackwood family? Someone who wants to marry into the Norton family?
Fabian considered the number of women he had associations with, and eventually shook his head. It had been fine to cast them in movies. It had been fine to sleep with them. But this? He had to draw the line. He would bet that they had not the guts to do so.
Fabian felt hurt just thinking about it. Who could it be? Hannah is married to me now. She cares little for the Blackwood family fortune, so the Blackwood family doesn’t have a motive. Besides, it doesn’t seem right to get on my bad side for the inheritance, does it? Won’t that be too risky? They can’t be that foolish, can they?
Suddenly, an image of another person appeared in his mind. Fabian gave it some thought, his eyes narrowed involuntarily as he put together the series of events that he had been through, only to become increasingly certain of his hunch.
Thud, thud.
Someone was knocking on the door.
Fabian shouted at his visitor, his eyebrows creased, “Come in.”
“Mr. Norton, I’ve just received news from the black market. The identity of your attacker has been confirmed,” the visitor told Fabian.
“Oh, is that so?” The corner of Fabian’s lips curled up. I wonder if it’s who I think it is.
The visitor handed a document to Fabian, who gave it a quick look-through.
“It’s you! The audacity! I have certainly underestimated you!” Fabian’s eyes grew cold when he saw the name on the document. He threw the papers heavily onto the floor and spoke to the visitor, “That’s all for now. You may go.”
Fabian rose from his seat, ready to head back to his marital home. His darling wife was still waiting for him after all. He might be mad at what happened, but he had a wife to care for now, hadn’t he?
Fabian swayed back and forth as he walked. He had drunk more than his fair share. Not that he was unable to hold his own liquor, but today was his big day after all. There were several hiccups along the way, but those would not affect his mood.
“What? Another gang? Who are they? Have you checked?”
In another part of the city, Lyna twisted her brows together. She, too, had started her own investigation. She wanted to know who else besides herself would dare to pull a stunt like that.
