Chapter 2811

“Thank you.” Charity said after a brief silence.

Thank you for always living so openly, for never embarrassing me, for always giving me enough space, but for never making a claim.

“Do not thank me…”

“Are we friends?” Miguel asked, his eyes filled with helplessness and despair.

“Where’s my phone?” Charity asked, opening her mouth with difficulty.

Miguel: “Here.”

“You’ve been trend topic on the Internet for a day.” Miguel said as he handed her a mobile phone.

“I’d like to see the crime scene video.” Charity stated her ultimate objective.

Miguel: “Here, let me peel an orange for you.”

Miguel walked over to the side, holding a fruit knife and an orange.

Charity turned on her phone and saw eight hot searches about her car accident: [Eliza car accident], [Chester rushed out of the sports car], [Does Chester love Eliza?], [Chester is being rescued], [Chester may face the danger of going to jail after waking up], [Chester is saving more than 20 companies on Eliza Expressway retrograde], [Is Chester’s car hitting someone excessively defensive? ], [Why Luciano wanted to kill Eliza?]

Charity didn’t pay much attention to the frequency, instead focusing on the live video.

Half of the Audi cars were knocked off the bridge deck on the cross-river bridge. At a critical juncture, the black sports car slammed into the Land Rover. The front of the sports car was severely damaged after the Land Rover overturned.

A bystander photographed the sports car. Chester’s handsome face was covered in blood on the seat.

Inside, there were also chaotic voices from passers-by: “The owner of the sports car appears to be seriously injured. Is there a doctor here? Come and assist me in bringing him out.”

“Oh my God, the people in the Land Rover came out with a knife. Run.”

There were then screams.

Someone photographed Chester with blood on his head, desperately clutching the steering wheel and hitting Luciano again, until he crashed into the river and the sports car became stuck on the bridge.

The video abruptly came to an end.

Charity discovered another video.

When the ambulance arrived, Chester was taken out of the car.

This haughty and haughty man had a mosaic on his face, but it was clear that his entire head was swollen, his white shirt was stained with blood, and his legs were scarred and embarrassed. This is most likely Chester’s most humiliating experience.

Charity took several deep breaths and quickly put her phone down. She was a little afraid to look at that picture for some reason.

The Chester she knew should not be like this.

That man is self-centered, despicable, and shameless, and he will only accuse women of being unworthy. He is a cruel capitalist who only knows how to exploit and exploit others.

He was surrounded by thousands of flowers and beautiful women all the time, and changing women was the same as changing clothes.

Why, why can’t he keep going like this?

Charity can remain indifferent and unfeeling in this manner.

“Eat some oranges. It’s better to replenish vitamin C.” Miguel said, handing over a clean orange.

“Mm.” Charity took it and put the phone down.

Miguel pushed Charity to get a CT scan after the infusion.

A graceful and elegant woman approached Charity shortly after the CT was taken. The woman’s face resembled Chester’s, and it was clear that she was a beautiful woman when she was younger.

Cindy stood behind the woman, supporting her.

“Eliza, what in the world did you do to my son to cause him to act like this? Why aren’t you the one who died?” Mrs. Jewell demanded.