Chapter 43. The Suspect

Following Michael's orders, the crowd gradually dispersed because police cars were coming.

There had just been a series of collisions, and now another one made an atheist police officer like him suddenly suspect that there was an invisible hand passing by on this road.

Fortunately, only the driver died and the other victims only had minor scratches and were a little mentally disturbed, not too serious.

“Your speed is really different from others. What do you do?” Michael took the opportunity to ask while Samson was smoothing Lucasta's hair.

“He only stays at home and cooks for me.” Lucasta answered quickly.

Michael's eyebrows contracted and then relaxed very quickly.

It's true that the handsome guy in front of him looks quite timid and quiet, not like a man going out to work but more like a middle-aged lady wearing an apron standing in the kitchen.

“Because the person in danger is my sister, that's why my reflexes are so fast. The newspaper