Upon hearing about Horace’s death, Aldus felt a mix of emotions.

Over the years, Horace had been by Theodore’s side as an invaluable assistant and someone who had earned Theodore's trust. He had always been there for Theodore regardless of danger.

Aldus trusted Horace completely. He believed that Horace was the one driving the car when Horace was with Theodore, but he couldn't fathom how such a serious accident could have occurred under Horace's watch.

“Horace was in the front seat at the time of the accident. Although the airbag deployed to reduce the impact, shards of glass flew into his head and body, causing critical injuries," the subordinates said, visibly pained.

Aldus let out a heavy sigh and said, "Make funeral arrangements for Horace and provide more assistance to his family." With a heavy tone, he added, "I'm getting old. I can't bear witnessing these tragedies anymore."

His subordinate added, “Furthermore, there is a woman with minor injuries who underwent surgery and is currently unconscious in a hospital room. Our personnel are keeping a close watch on her. She is the only one who knows the exact details of what happened."

Aldus, with furrowed brows and a heart heavy with concern, presumed the lady in question to be Ariana. He approached the situation cautiously and asked, “Ariana is pregnant. Has the accident adversely affected her health?"

However, the subordinate, wearing a puzzled expression, quickly dispelled the assumption, saying, “You are mistaken, sir. This woman is not Mrs. Anderson. She has been receiving treatment at Mercy Hospital all this while, under the arrangements of the young master. I think that the two of them are very close to each other."

Bewilderment and curiosity gripped Aldus. For all those years, the only woman he knew Theodore cared deeply for was Ariana.

Just then, the guard who had been watching over Helen rushed in, breathless with urgency.

"Sir, the woman has regained consciousness!"

“Quickly then, let's see her!" Aldus responded urgently. Learning the woman had awakened, he hastened to her room, determined to question her and unveil the truth behind the harrowing accident.

In the sparsely furnished hospital room, Helen opened her eyes to find stern-faced guards surrounding her. Fear enveloped her, and a cold sweat broke out on her brow.

She feared that Theodore had sent these men, and she would not escape his wrath this time. With a shriek, she shrank back into the corner, her wide eyes darting between the men as if they were about to pounce on her.

Pushing through the crowd, Aldus burst into the room, demanding, “Speak! What transpired before the accident? Why did such a catastrophic crash occur?"

Though Helen didn't recognize the elderly man standing before her, she astutely sensed that something was amiss. These men had not harmed her, and from the old man's anxious demeanor, it seemed he knew nothing.

An idea struck Helen, and she clutched her bandaged head, furrowing her brow as if in pain, and weakly said, "My head throbs terribly, and my memory is hazy. Where is Theodore?"

As she spoke, she closely observed the old man, thinking that as Long as Theodore was absent, she had a chance to manipulate the situation in her favor.

Lost in thought, Aldus noticed how she immediately inquired about Theodore upon awakening, and he assumed her concern was genuine. Unable to hide his grief, he somberly replied, "He is still in surgery."

Helen's heart leaped with secret delight on hearing this news, though she concealed her joy. She acted dazed, clutching her head, and timidly asked, “And Horace. did he survive?"