"Mr. William, the value of payments between Kyle William and Chapman Miller's company, is at least ten million. And it was all transferred from our company!"

This sent Brian into a furious rage. He threw the doc.u.ments on the ground.

"What have you all been doing these days? How did no one find out until now?! This is serious f.u.c.k.i.n.g money!" he shouted.

The assistant picked up the doc.u.ments gingerly, cleaned them, and put them on the desk.

"Sorry, boss. It is all my fault. But Kyle did it very carefully."

Ignoring his apology, Brian asked in a solemn voice, "Where is Chapman's company?"

The assistant handed him an address.

"Okay, let's go there now."

The two left immediately, setting off in Brian's car.

As he watched them leave from his office window, Kyle smiled insidiously.

Chapman Miller's company was a bit outside the city center, heading toward the suburbs. Brian asked his assistant to drive; he needed time to think.

As they approached a large intersection not far from Chapman's company, a truck suddenly came speeding out of nowhere, right across their path!

The assistant tried to brake, but nothing happened! She looked at Brian in fear.

"Mr. William, the brakes!"

Time almost stood still as Brian searched desperately for a solution, but he could see there was no way to avoid the collision. In the last few moments, Diana was the only thing in Brian's mind, right up until they smashed into the side of the truck.

Standing by the intersection was a mysterious man. Immediately following the impact, he took a picture of the horrific accident in front of him.

Seconds later, Kyle's phone rang. He took it out and found he had received a picture. It was the scene of the accident.

He took a big sip of his coffee and smiled like a man who knew he'd won.

Meanwhile, Diana woke up in bed to find there was no one beside her. She touched the bed and the quilt, they were both cold.

"Didn't he come home last night?" Diana thought.

For some reason, she had a bad feeling about it, as if she knew that something terrible had happened.

"Hello, is that Miss Diana Anderson? Can you come to King's College Hospital at once? Mr. Brian William has been in an accident."

Diana was in a state of total shock. Her mind went blank. She was quite helpless. The last time she got a call from the hospital, she was informed that Carol had been involved in an accident, now it was Brian.

Diana staggered out of the house. She walked along the street without any sense of direction, like a wandering ghost. She was almost knocked down by a driving car as she stumbled onto the road.

"What the f.u.c.k are you doing? Watch where you're going!" The driver leaned his head out the window and cursed at her.

Diana mumbled something, but she could not form a complete sentence to apologize.

Luckily, just in time, a Porsche came speeding down the road and stopped beside her. Ken got out to help Diana in.

He has torn up himself and decided he couldn't tell Sybil the news. He couldn't bear to see her like Diana.

"It will be fine, Diana, come on. Let's go and see him."

Diana looked out of the window, her mind lost.

When they arrived at the hospital, Diana rushed to the elevator and ran to Brian's ward. Brian's parents were already there.

Mrs. Grace could not stop sobbing, while even Mr. William, who was normally so calm, now had tears in his eyes.

Looking at Brian lying on the bed, Diana felt like her whole world was lost.

She walked stutteringly forward and threw herself beside his bed.

When she saw the state Diana was in, Mrs. Grace knew she had to look after her. She helped Diana up into a loving embrace.

"You can't let yourself worry too much, Diana. I know it's hard, I do. But you need to take care of yourself, it's not only yourself you're looking after now."

"How could this happen? I saw him just last night. Now he is lying in the hospital bed…" Diana murmured helplessly.

Mrs. Grace was also distraught. She hugged Diana tightly.

After a while, Diana calmed down slightly. With her brain starting to function again, she wanted answers.

"How did the accident happen?"

"It happened this morning. Brian and his assistant were driving out in a suburban area. They hit another vehicle at a crossroads. His assistant died in the accident."

"What were they doing so far out of the city center? They had no business there…" Diana suspected there was more to it. Maybe it was not just an accident.

It occurred to Diana that maybe she could find out something from Brian's car.  "Where is Brian's car?" she asked.

"It has been sent to the company garage, it's pretty badly damaged," Mrs. Grace replied.

Diana paused for a moment, then jumped up and ran out of the door.

"Diana, be careful!" Mrs. Grace shouted after her.

Mrs. Grace sat down, helplessly in a chair next to the bed. Looking at Brian and all his horrific injuries, she began to cry again.

"Can't you do anything useful? Crying is pointless," Mr. William grumbled.

"Oh, go away, Simon. You are nothing to Brian or me. Look what you've driven our son too!" she cried back.

As for Diana, she was already in a taxi on her way to the repair shop. Strangely, when she pulled up outside, she saw Kyle's car parked out front.

She frowned and walked inside.

"Destroy the car," Kyle ordered the workers. Of course, the car in question was Brian's.

The workers were just about to follow his instructions when another sharp voice stopped them.

"Why do you want to do that Kyle?"

Kyle turned around and found it was Diana. He was lost for words for a moment.

"Diana, why are you here?"

"If I was not here, you would already have destroyed the evidence," Diana sneered.

Kyle had an unnatural expression and smiled embarrassedly to Diana.

"Diana, what are you talking about?"

"Am I not right? Or is there some other reason you want to have Brian's car crushed?"

"Brian had the accident in this car. It is bad luck. I wanted to destroy it for him."

"Really?" Diana didn't believe him at all. She walked past Kyle towards the workers.

"Put it down, now," Diana commanded.

The workers were in a dilemma. They turned to Kyle for permission. He nodded grudgingly. So they put the car back down on the ground.

"I will take the car," Diana said to Kyle coldly.

"Of course you can."

Diana phoned Ken, and he soon came in a large mechanic's tow-truck to tow it away.

As they left together with the car being pulled behind, Kyle was in a great rage.