"You... what did you say?" Linden Nathan's voice was filled with shock.
"Sharon Quincy planned the entire car crash."
"But... she lost a hand, too." Linden Nathan was still skeptical. "Cecilia, did you find something?"
"Do you want me to have found something, or not?"
Cecilia Nathan's single question shut Linden Nathan down.
"If you want me to have found something, I'll send you the evidence. If you don't, I'll just pretend this never happened..."
"How could we pretend it never happened!" Linden Nathan interrupted her. "Cecilia, give me the evidence. If she really did this, I will absolutely not let her get away with it."
"You're my own daughter. I won't allow anything to compromise your safety."
Hearing this, Cecilia Nathan slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
'Thank goodness, Linden Nathan hasn't completely lost his way.'
"Alright, I'll send you the evidence."
A moment later, Cecilia Nathan forwarded the information Damian Hawthorne had sent her to Linden Nathan.
