Heart Hunting novel Chapter 118

City Hospital

Claire just had minor wound, while Poppy were diagnosed by the doctor with temporary tinnitus due to the strong impact of the collision. The doctor told her she would be cured after some rest.

Kenny heard the news and rushed to the hospital at once. He asked "How are you feeling now?"

"What are you doing here?" Poppy asked.

Poppy knew that the men in the Land Rovers that suddenly rushed out just now were probably all his people.

"You're in trouble, How can I not come?"

"It's not like I were in trouble."

"Mr. Kenny, Miss Poppy just had temporary tinnitus due to the strong impact of the collision, but she was much better now."

Claire beside Poppy added.

"I can hear now."

Poppy rubbed her ears, and she can hear clearly, which meant she recovered.

"Claire, you rush to the court now to assist Mr. Arno, I worried he didn’t know the case well."

Poppy had asked Arno to do today's work for her.

“Yes, Miss Poppy!”

Claire nodded to Kenny and left.

Kenny pulled out the chair next to him and sat down, "You may have guessed something about what happened today."

She leaned against the side of the bed, "The Land Rover is yours?"

"Brilliant!"

Kenny made it clear that "they are only secretly protecting you and will not interfere with your normal life."

Poppy laughed lightly, "You really underestimate me."

Kenny's eyes showed sadness, "Don't always shoulder things on your own. You have me now."

Poppy looked at Kenny, and the touching feelings that flashed within her heart were quickly suppressed, "Stop it!"

"Knock, knock, knock! "

Two policemen appeared at the door and Kenny and Poppy’s conversation paused.

"Miss Green, those involved in the case are all been arrested and are taking statements at the police station."

"What's the matter with the garage signal and surveillance camera?"

Kennny asked.

Poppy looked at him; that was exactly what she wanted to ask.

"We just checked. The garage were put with a jammer, even the surveillance camera was tampered with. As for who are responsible for it, we won't know until further interrogation." A policeman said

"Now we need to know what happened with Miss Green." A policeman asked

Poppy answered, "Yes, I will do my best to cooperate with you ......"

She gave a brief account of what happened at the garage, and after the policemen took notes of what she said, a policeman added.

"We've put the case on file, and besides, the red paint case, after the fingerprint comparison, was done by these same people."

The policemen stayed less than 20 minutes and left after giving their account of what happened.

Kenny poured a glass of water for Poppy, "What do you think about the events of the past few days?"

Poppy held the glass of water and took a few sips, watching the ripples as the water curled, "Thinking about how to deal with those things."

"You already know who did this?"

"Basically, but there isn’t enough evidence to suit her right now."

"Might as well talk to me and figure it out together."

"Jean!"

She's cool with that, and she's happy to get help for problems she can't solve on her own.

“She?” Kenny said.

No matter how hard Kenny thought about it, he never expected it to be her.

Poppy told him about what she encountered at the spa, and Kenny understood after hearing that. Poppy said, "she was actually being used as well."

"Hilda's favorite game is to kill people with a borrowed knife."

Poppy lost her smile and shook her head.

Kenny didn't respond, pondering the whole thing in detail. The look in his eyes was deep like they were sinking into the dark domain, but after a while, his eyebrows stretched and the corner of his lips turned up.

"I don’t believe you're so generous that you would gave all your money to your men."

Jean hated it most when she was being threatened.

"So will you pay me or not?"

"No, I won’t. You took half a fucking million from me, and you fucked the things up, and you still have the guts to ask me for more money?"

"Fine, you don't have to pay me more, but if I get caught, you won't get away with it."

Big Gold Tooth is acting shamelessly to try to get the money.

"You--"

Jean gritted her teeth, itching to rip him off.

"Think about it, we're in the same boat. If you don't pay me more to run away, I'll just sit and wait for the police to come to me. I'm happy to have someone get caught with me anyway."

"100 thousand, no more." Jean said

"I will look up my account and see the money get transferred by this afternoon. If you do it too late, making me have no chance to run, then I simply won't run away."

"Get the fuck out of here as far away as you can, and don't call me again!"

Jean hung up the phone with rage. She looked up his account, and immediately transferred money to him.

After getting this crap done, she threw away her phone and leaned back on the couch. She thought about it and called the maid. "What can I do for you? Miss" the maid asked.

"Pack my bags, and get everything I usually wear and use into two suitcases."

"OK…"

After watching the maid walking upstairs, she picked up her phone again and try to book a flight ticket. Just as she looked at the phone, she saw a missed text message from a golf coach who she had only known for a short time.

'Baby, I miss you. See you tonight at 8pm, at Rhine New Street.' said the message.

Jean got horny and texted back, 'Bring your tools. I'm going to dress up like a student tonight.''

In less than three seconds, the coach replied, 'No problem.'

With an appointment tonight, Jean thought she wouldn’t be caught so soon no matter how fucked-up the thing was.

So, she booked a flight overseas tomorrow afternoon.

She was leaving anyway, so it was not too late for her to eat one more plate of 'food' before she left.