Chapter 848

Could there be a hidden agenda behind his mother’s accident?

After a few glances at Hank and Caesar, Philip came to a decision and said, “Okay.”

With that, the fully armed bodyguards released the two.

Then, Philip walked to one corner and said solemnly, “If you dare to lie to me, I won’t mind letting the

Wallis family disappear!”

Giada chuckled. “I know you’ve made a lot of investigations into your mother’s accident over the years

and a lot of the evidence points to me. But if I really killed your mother, would I still be the second lady

of the Clarke family?”

One sentence said it all!

Philip was flabbergasted!

Were his investigations over the years completely wrong?

Impossible!

How could that be?!

“Bullsh*t! I’ve investigated for so many years and every piece of evidence points to you!” Philip

exclaimed angrily.

Giada continued, “You’ve been misled. What I can tell you is that the hidden force behind this is beyond

your imagination. If you want to fight them, you can only wait until the day you inherit the Clarke family

and unite both the main and branch families. Only then will you have the power to even think of doing

so. Before that, you’re nothing in their eyes, just like what Caesar Bailey is in your eyes right now.

“How do you think the Clarke family of Arcadia Island became the most affluent family in the world?

“Have you never wondered if there’s a backing behind the Clarke family?

“And why is your father unwilling to investigate your mother’s death?”

Crash, boom, bang!

A series of questions came out of Giada’s mouth that left Philip totally stunned!

He really could not imagine it!

If everything was exactly as Giada said, then who could be behind this?

Even his father was afraid of this person?

After a while, Philip said gruffly, “Is everything you said true?”

Giada laughed and said, “Whether or not it’s true, you can investigate. I suggest you start with the

Larson family.”

The Larson family of Fernvale?

Philip’s brows twisted in a frown. No wonder after so many years, he could never deep dive into any

investigations when it came to numerous matters that involved the Larson family no matter what he did.

Could it be that the Larson family was the breakthrough point?

If so, what role did the Larson family play in his mother’s accident? Philip was perplexed.

“Why are you telling me this suddenly? Do you want me to inherit the Clarke family?” Philip asked

suddenly, a glimmer of realization flashing in his eyes.

Giada did not answer his question directly but simply said, “I need you to divert the attention of those

people.”

“Are you treating me as your pawn?”

Philip’s tone had obviously cooled down.

This was what Giada Wallis was truly after.

“You can think of it that way.” Giada admitted graciously.

Philip looked back at Hank and Caesar, then suddenly asked, “I’m really curious to find out what’s your

relationship with Caesar Bailey for you to try so hard to save him.”

Was it just because of benefits?

“This matter doesn’t concern you. Just take care of your own business. I heard that Wynn is in danger

of a miscarriage.”

Giada’s tone was also slightly cold.

“Hmph!” Philip snorted and said, “I can let Caesar Bailey go once, but it doesn’t mean I’ll let him go

forever! Take good care of your dog. If he dares to show his fangs and claws at me again, I’ll show no

mercy!”

Click!

After hanging up the phone, Philip walked up to Caesar, glanced at him profoundly, and said, “The

Bailey family will disappear from Riverdale, understand?”

How could Caesar not understand? Sweating profusely, he gritted his teeth and said, “I understand.”

With that, Philip turned and left.

The teams of bodyguards also left.

As for Tony and his men, they were handed over to the enforcement officers.

Philip quickly returned to the hospital after doing all this.

Wynn was still lying on the hospital bed, her appearance looking unwell.

Philip held Wynn’s tender little hand tightly. As he looked at her pale face, his heart ached.

At this time, Anna walked in with a phone in her hand. She whispered, “Mr. Clarke, a call from Carr

Smyth of the medical association.”

Philip frowned, got up, and took the phone before walking out of the ward.

What would come was finally here.