Twin Cupids at Work Daddy Come Home novel Chapter 670

Claire had been frantic that day, her words tumbling out so fast and wild that no one really paid attention to when she said, “The car lost control.”

But Madeline, blind and forced to rely on her ears, had caught it right away.

“Are you saying you think someone tampered with the car?” she asked.

“I mean, it’s possible. I can’t say for sure, but…” Madeline’s voice trailed off, her tone serious.

Shelly shook her head. “The car leaked fuel, then exploded. It was burned so badly that when the police looked into it, there was nothing left to find. They ruled it an accident. Maybe Claire was just freaked out and blurted that out. The dashcam didn’t pick up anything weird. Nothing pointed to the car being out of control.”

Madeline looked thoughtful, her expression filling with concern. “It’s just a theory. I really don’t know.”

The driver had died. Brian had died. And Claire, she was the only one who walked away from that wreck.

So if there were any answers left, they were locked up inside Claire’s mind.

But the way Claire was now, burning with resentment toward the Grayson family—and especially toward Shelly and Madeline—she’d rather keep her secrets, even if it meant swallowing them for good.

Shelly let out a soft sigh. “Maybe it really was just an accident. Thirteen years have passed, Maddie. Time blurs so many things… The police settled things back then. Even if you do suspect something, where would you even start?”

“No, Mom, as long as Claire’s still around, maybe there’s a chance we could find out what really happened.”

“Madeline, please don’t do anything reckless.” Shelly looked at her daughter, worry shining in her eyes.

Madeline understood where her mother was coming from. The accident was a wound that never healed for the Graysons. Digging it up again would just add to their pain.

“I know, Mom. I promise, I’m not going to do anything foolish. I mean, look at me now… how could I?” Madeline glanced down, letting out a bitter little laugh.

Shelly took a slow breath, trying to steady herself. “Don’t worry. Your eyes will get better. They have to.”

Even if no one else stepped up, Shelly silently promised to give her own sight if it meant Madeline could see again. Madeline hesitated, then spoke up. “There’s something else. I want to take you to meet someone. I think you’ll know him.”

A few minutes later, Madeline and Shelly stood outside Luke’s hospital room. He’d been badly hurt and was still recovering; they didn’t want to go in and disturb him.

Through the window in the door, Shelly caught sight of the man inside, and recognition hit her instantly.

“I know him. His name is Luke. He grew up with the Ballards… He doesn’t have parents, and he’s always been smart. I arranged for his training personally. Since I couldn’t go back to the Capital, I sent him to keep you safe. Didn’t he ever mention any of that to you?”