"You got hit because you were playing the injured card, isn't that what you said yourself?"
Daniel Cooper was choked up for a moment before he slowly said, "You're right, it's my own fault."
Amelia, "..."
That was not what she meant.
But what she wanted to say was not about that, but about what the boy had said.
However, before she could speak, she saw him suddenly restrain the smile on his face and ask Nathan Taylor, sitting in the passenger seat, "Has that car been checked out?"
Nathan Taylor, who had been a capable assistant to Mr. Cooper for many years, immediately answered with deductions, "It's been checked. The brake and steering wheel were indeed tampered with, and both devices were installed with remote controls."
Amelia furrowed her brows and unconsciously glanced at the man's face.
But she saw that his expression was blank, nonchalantly showing no emotions, just that his voice was a bit cold, "Investigate carefully who is behind the remote control."
"Yes."
