Chapter 709 Retaliation By The Divorced Heiress

• The bodyguard in the passenger seat was still in the emergency room when the driver passed away instantly. space, but he had little hope of surviving. Since the front of the automobile was the impact site, Charles, who was seated in the back, barely avoided death. His His head was drenched in blood, and the broken glass fragments had nearly deformed his face. However, a comminuted fracture resulted in the irreversible loss of both of his legs. Lance sought advice from doctors around the nation, but none were able to get Charles to stand up again! Every member of the family sat in the living room looking sullen. Astrid cried. The emotions were present, even if it was unclear if her tears were genuine.
• "How is it possible? It was such a smooth road. That was Charles's way. What caused the accident? The air was heavy. Christopher crossed his legs and sat to the side, as though it didn't affect him. He smoothly drank coffee and observed, “Even if he takes that route daily, it doesn’t decrease the chances of an accident. Astrid, these are two distinct issues. Astrid used a handkerchief to wipe away her tears while casting a somber glance at Christopher. "Charles got into a serious mishap, yet you seem content. Have you gotten what you sought at last?" Not really."
• Setting his cup down, Christopher repositioned his gold-rimmed spectacles.All I am is emotionally stable. individual. As if Charles had passed away, I don't have to cry here. "You!" Astrid shook with wrath, and her eyes turned crimson. "Enough! You have been at odds since you were little. You become tired of it, don't you? Astrid Charles is telling lies. in the hospital, but you're at a loss on how to assist him. All you're doing is stirring things up! Do you believe our family isn't already chaotic enough? Lance struck the armrest of the sofa with his fist. Astrid stopped sobbing, trembled, and gave Christopher a savage look after receiving a reprimand. After giving it some consideration, Christopher stated quietly, "Dad, I have an idea that might help Charles' legs." Everyone's gaze was fixed on him.