CHAPTER 456 DID HE BELIEVE IT?

Henry grabbed his hair tightly with both hands and gasped violently like he was in pain.

Joe was freaking out as he said, "Dr. Summers, please take a look at Mr. Lancaster!"

Shane ignored him because he was already doing a simple diagnosis for Henry before Joe even said anything.

But there were no medical tools or equipment around, and he didn't carry anything on him, so it was difficult for him to do a diagnosis.

"Dr. Summers, how is Mr. Lancaster?" Joe clenched his hands.

Shane saw Henry's increasingly pale face and his heart sank. "His condition is very bad and his head seems to hurt a lot. Get down on your knees and we'll put Henry on your back. Let’s head to the hospital immediately!"

"Okay!" Joe nodded and got down without hesitation.

Shane helped Henry up from the ground and onto Joe’s back, and they hurried away.

Sam looked at the three of them leaving, and he was still a little startled.

He never thought that things would take such a turn.

Yvonne's death had such an impact on Henry that he threw up blood.

"He should be fine," Sam muttered unsurely.

The forensic pathologist who was beside him looked a t him. "Sir, aren't you going with them?"

When Sam heard this, his eyes flickered. "If you didn't say anything, I might have forgotten about you."

"Hmm?" The forensic pathologist didn't understand.

Sam stepped forward and walked up to him as he looked at him with cold eyes. "Who bribed you?"

The forensic pathologist's expression changed and he seemed a little flustered. "What’re you talking about? I don't understand. I have something to do so I’ll leave first!"

He then lowered his head and walked past Sam.

But after a few steps, Sam grabbed him. "That body wasn’t Mr. Lancaster's wife at all, am I right?"

The forensic pathologist was shocked and he had cold sweat on his forehead. "Sir, this is a baseless accusation. If it wasn’t Mr. Lancaster's wife, who would it be? The DNA comparison I just did had the same results as the one Dr. Summers did. Doesn’t that explain everything?"

"You’re still denying it!" Sam coldly snorted, "In this world, everything can be fabricated, so obviously the comparison result can be fabricated too. Same with the dead body and the machine that did all the tests. You must've manipulated the machine beforehand and that was why you weren't worried at all when Dr. Summers did the comparison. Because you know that no matter who does it, the results will be the same."

He also just realized that earlier.

Yvonne was still alive and she was with him, so the dead body was obviously fake. Since it was a fake body, its DNA could not possibly be the same as Yvonne’s.

The forensic pathologist was most probably bribed by somebody, but Shane actually made a comparison between Yvonne and the dead body, so something was obviously wrong because

Shane would never lie about that. He had romantic feelings for Yvonne, so he certainly would not want the dead body to be Yvonne. However, since he had gotten the same result, that could only mean one thing...

The machine had been manipulated!

After the forensic pathologist listened to Sam’s statement, his pupils shrank and his expression changed completely as he started to panic.

"You..."

How did this man know?

"So I guessed it right." Sam looked at the forensic pathologist as his smile widened.

The forensic pathologist's lips trembled and he didn't

answer.

Sam went on, "I have to admit that you did a great job planning this. When Mr. Lancaster and the others heard from you that the corpse was indeed Mrs.

Lancaster, they were so devastated that they wouldn't even think about the machine and the possibility of it being manipulated. So, the strategy that you and the mastermind planned was successful."

When the forensic pathologist heard that, his body trembled and he couldn’t hold it in anymore. He sighed in frustration and surrendered since his plans had been exposed anyway. "Since you've got it all right, what else can I say?"

"You can. Tell me the person behind this!" Sam crossed his arm.

The forensic pathologist lowered his head with a wry smile. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I really don't know who the person is. This dead body was sent by someone from the mafia, and that person was obviously just doing his job. He ordered me to manipulate the dead body and the machine so that people would believe that the body was Mrs.

Lancaster."

"Really?" Sam raised his eyebrows.

He could tell that this forensic pathologist didn’t seem like he was lying.

It seemed that the forensic pathologist really didn't know who was behind this.

"Actually, I can probably guess who it is." Sam raised a hand to his chin and rubbed it lightly.

The forensic pathologist looked at him in surprise. " You do?"

Sam smiled, "After thinking a little deeper, I guess there’s only one person who would hate Mrs.

Lancaster so much and want her dead. She also wants Mr. Lancaster to think that his wife is dead."

Jacqueline!

He couldn’t think of anyone else except her.

When the forensic pathologist realized that Sam suddenly paused when he got to the crucial part, he was curious. "Sir, you haven't said who it was."

"You don't need to know this," Sam smiled. "You should just stay here, and don't go anywhere. I’ll send someone to follow you. You have only one role now, and that is to be a witness. I’ll let you know when we need you."

After he said that, his tone changed again and he became indifferent. "If you dare to run, or inform the person who sent you the dead body to come save you, then you must be ready to be hunted down by the Lancaster family, the Summers family, and me. You know how it’ll end if that happens."

After speaking, Sam turned and walked out.

The forensic pathologist turned pale, and his legs went limp as he fell on the ground. His heart was full o f regrets as to why he was greedy and why he got himself caught in the middle of this chaos that seemed to be the battle of the riches.

After Sam left the funeral home, he returned to the hospital where Yvonne was staying.

Yvonne was not asleep yet, so when she heard the door of the ward open, her mouth opened slightly as she wanted to make a sound.

But unfortunately, her voice still couldn't be heard.

When Sam saw her mouth moving and that she was moving around anxiously, he knew what she wanted t o say.

"It's me." Sam walked over and his voice softened, "I'm back."

When Yvonne heard the familiar voice, she breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.

Thank goodness it was him!

She couldn't see or speak, so she was afraid that someone she didn’t know might have entered the ward.

"Where’s the nurse?" Sam asked as he looked at Yvonne who was alone in the ward without the nurse he hired.

Yvonne moved her lips and replied silently, 'The nurse has gone out to eat, and she'll be back in a while.’ "Well, are you hungry?" Sam asked.

Yvonne answered quickly, 'I'm not hungry yet.' "Then drink some water, I think your lips are dry." As h e said that, Sam grabbed the cup on her bedside and fed her with a straw.

Yvonne happened to be thirsty too so she took a few sips with the straw.

After drinking, she asked, 'You went to meet Henry. Why did he ask to see you?’

"He's already starting to suspect that I saved you and h e asked me to hand you over." Sam pulled a chair and sat down beside her bed.

Yvonne froze. 'He knows?'

"It's just his suspicion. He asked to see me today to try to confirm his suspicions." Sam crossed his fingers.

Yvonne pursed her lower lip. 'Did you tell him?' This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Sam chuckled, "Of course not. I know you don’t want him to find out that you’ve become like this now, so I denied that I saved you."

"Really..." Yvonne bit her lip, and she breathed a sigh o f relief but also felt a little bitter in her heart, 'Did he believe it?’