"You're saying..." Mr. Moses finally lifted his face, "Qian Xueying."
"That's right," Jessica nodded.
Mr. Moses put down the documents in his hands, "Prepare the car."
"Where are you going?"
Paul brought over his coat and helped him put it on, while Mr. Moses's dark eyes seemed profound.
"To the Duke Residence."
If Nancy had indeed done this, it couldn't have taken this long. Based on his understanding of that woman, Nancy Locke was never a patient woman.
The person who could use her account must be someone very familiar to her—like, Duke Locke!
Previously, Nancy's death was largely deemed a suicide, but Moses knew this was not the truth.
He could see the clues, and if he could, others might also sense that something was off. Could it be that Duke Locke was so furious about Gan Yuan that he wanted revenge?
Heading towards the door to the guest room, he stopped and raised his right hand.
"Jessica, you stay!"
