My Sweetheart

Chapter 517 Covering Up the Truth

"Quinn, get Ella." Veronica looked at the man beside her.

Quinn frowned and did not move at all, because he saw Joseph coming over.

Ella broke free from his brother and ran to Joseph.

"Joseph, trust me. I didn't harm Grandpa...."

Joseph's face was tense as he stared at Ella and Reece.

"Ella, let's go home." Reece came to Ella and held her shoulder, taking her away.

Her eyes on Joseph, she wanted to grab him but couldn't even reach his arm.

Reece brought her into the car.

Ella burst into tears. She stared at her brother and murmured, "Was it you?"

Reece looked coldly at the building that was fading away from sight and smiled sinisterly. "So what?"

In the next second, Ella's hand came at his face, but he caught it.

"Ella, don't forget who you are," Reece reminded her.

"Mathew has been nice to me," she muttered.

"Mr Mathew is nice to you?" Reece sneered, "And I am not?"

His eyes were dripping malice.

Ella did not dare to look at him or speak.

She twisted her fingers, looking ashen.

"Veronica is suspecting us."

"So what? She doesn't have proof."

"Reece, don't hurt Mathew...."

He cut her off quickly, "Ella, I want him dead."

Ella grew even more agitated when she saw his bloodthirsty eyes.

She knew him well. No one was ever able to persuade him.

In Joseph’s residence.

Joseph went straight to his grandfather's room. The personal doctor was here but couldn't help the unconscious Mathew.

Joseph sat down. After examining Mathew, Joseph said in a deep voice, "The poison is spreading. We must get it out of his system now."

It took too long for the medicine to kick in, so Joseph asked the servants to bring over the acupuncture box.

Half an hour later, he walked out with a gloomy face. Behind him was the trembling private doctor.

"Joseph, how's grandfather?" Veronica asked with concern.

"He will wake up in an hour." He heaved a sigh of relief.

"You will get to the bottom of this, won't you?" Veronica looked at him expectantly.

"Of course."

The butler hurried over to report the news. He had found out the culprit, but the servant was killed in a car accident just now.

"Joseph...." Veronica was more frightened.

Apparently, someone was trying to cover up the truth.

Joseph still looked aloof. He frowned and instructed the butler, "Look into everyone she has come into contact with, including her relatives."

"Yes."

"What did the police say about the car crash?"

"They thought it was an accident," the butler said in a deep voice.

"Send me the driver's information as well."

In the study, Joseph was lying on the sofa. The gentle light highlighted the chilliness about him.

Between his slender fingertips was a cigarette butt, and he ground it into ashes. The air smelled like nicotine.

Not long after, Quinn entered and sat down opposite him.

"Who do you think it is?" Quinn asked.

"Grandpa didn't tell me he had any enemies." Joseph frowned.

"Veronica suspects Ella?"

"Yes, do you think the Bridges did this?"

"I can't rule out that possibility, but even I can't find much about them."

"Perhaps we can start with Ella," Quinn said in a deep voice, "However, I need your cooperation."

Now that Joseph and Kathy were in love, Ella probably wouldn't listen to Quinn.

But if ... Joseph were to change his attitude.

"Impossible," Joseph immediately refused.

He didn't want to lead Kathy on, not even the slightest bit.

Quinn had known he would say that.

"Joseph, when Mathew wakes up, you should talk to him. Perhaps he knows something."

Joseph pursed his thin lips with a gloomy look.

It had been a long time since he had a calm conversation with his grandfather.

After a while, Joseph went to Mathew's room.

Mathew had just woken up, and Veronica was feeding him water.

Mathew was not happy to see Joseph.

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Joseph came close and took the glass from Veronica, feeding the water to his grandfather himself.

Quinn took Veronica out. Only Joseph and Mathew remained in the room.

"Grandpa, I have something important to discuss with you." Joseph looked serious.

"You want to know who poisoned me? I have no idea." Mathew was being honest.

"Grandpa, think carefully," Joseph said softly.

Only Mathew could further the investigation.

After a while, Mathew wrote down a few names.

"Look into these people."

"Okay, have a good rest." With that, Joseph walked towards the door.

However, Mathew stopped him and said, "You are leaving me like this?"

"Grandfather, you should know no one can make me do things."

"You just wouldn't leave Kathy, would you?"

"No," Joseph replied without hesitation.

Mathew's face dulled, and he didn't know what to say.

Joseph left the room but not the house.

Joseph wanted to call Kathy but feared he would disturb her sleep this early in the morning.

So, he waited until ten o'clock to call her.

Without Joseph, Kathy did not sleep well. She touched her phone and said hoarsely, "What?"

"Are you up?" Joseph's magnetic voice rang out.

"I'm about to...." Kathy lay on the edge of the bed and saw her handsome boyfriend in her head.

"I'll be back tonight. I still need to tie up some loose ends."

"Alright, is Grandpa okay?" Kathy asked with concern.

After all, he was Joseph's family. Although Mathew did not like her, Kathy was still concerned about him.

"Yes, he has woken up. Don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Kathy sat up and soon received a call from Zofia.

"Did something happen to Joseph's family?"

Veronica had mentioned it to Zofia but left out the details because she had been down. Zofia didn't know the whole story.

"Yes, it is Mathew."

"Then how is Joseph?" Zofia asked.

Kathy frowned. "He is with Mathew in his family house. That's all I know."

"Alright, I ... I'm worried about Veronica."

"I haven't gone there to check on her. I wonder if she is okay."

"I'll call her again. The dormitory feels lonely without you...."

"You will have new roommates soon," Kathy comforted her helplessly.

She also enjoyed living there with Zofia.

"I have to wait for the new semester to begin...," Zofia said sadly.