Chapter 117
There was a bit of a probing element to what I said.
The smile on Vivian's face didn't change at all, her voice still calm and steady: "Why not? No matter who it is, if they break the law, they should be punished. But as a mediator, before I help you, I can actually help mediate between the two of you. If there's a misunderstanding, wouldn't it be better to clear it up?"
When she said this, I understood the purpose of her visit.
I smiled as I poured the coffee: "Vivian's right, if there's a misunderstanding, it's good to clear it up. Who would be so bold as to commit such violence in plain sight?"
Nina looked completely confused, but quickly caught on to what I meant. She got excited and sat right next to me, checking me over: "Wait, what? What violence? You mean the car accident wasn't an accident? What's going on? Someone tried to hurt you? Who tried to hurt you? Did you call the police?"
I patted the back of her hand and smiled to calm her down: "I'm safe now, don't get so worked up. We've already caught the person. Wouldn't it be easy to find out the truth?"
Nina frowned at me: "Why didn't you tell me before? I had no idea. You caught the person? Did you send them to the police station? I'll ask my dad to help you look into it and see what he can find out."
I looked at Vivian and smiled: "We definitely can't send them to the police station. After all, I called the police, and just a few minutes later, on the way to the station, someone intercepted them. Do you think if we sent them to the police station, we'd be able to investigate any further?"
Vivian looked surprised: "I really didn't know about that. So did you find out anything? Who sent them? Why did they try to kill you after the crash?"
I raised an eyebrow: "So that's a question for Mr. White. This person was someone Mr. White poached from Solstice with a high salary."
Vivian quickly responded: "No wonder you're angry. Don't worry, now that I know about this, I'll definitely help you. Wait for my news. Within three days, I'll give you an answer."
I looked grateful: "Thank you, Vivian. We've only just met, yet you're willing to stand up for me like this. I do need justice. Otherwise, if I can't even guarantee my personal safety here, there's no point in continuing my business here. Even if I make money, I need to be alive to spend it, right?"
Even without any personal connection, Oscar and I are now a key investment project. Whether Ralph and Abigail can add an achievement to their record during their term depends on the future development of our business. I'm sure Vivian understands this.
"That's taking it too far. In a society ruled by law, no criminal should exist. I'll go back and talk to my dad, have him investigate this properly for you. I'll have Benjamin explain to you personally. If it's not a misunderstanding..." She paused, her expression still composed, "No matter who it is, they won't get away with it."
I picked up my coffee cup, my tone sincere: "Vivian, hearing you say that puts my mind at ease. I don't know how to express my gratitude, so let me use coffee as wine and toast to you, thanking you for standing up for me at this time."
Vivian picked up her coffee cup and smiled at me: "You're being too polite. Although we just met, I feel like we've known each other forever."
She also raised her coffee cup, gently clinked it with mine, brought it to her lips, and took a small sip.
Vivian soon suggested leaving. Nina didn't leave with her and naturally stayed behind.
"Alright, spill it. Are you keeping things from me now?" Once everyone was gone, she turned to look at me and started questioning me with a stern face.
I put my arm around her and sat back down on the sofa: "Nina, I didn't mean to not tell you. I just didn't want you to worry. Everything's fine now, isn't it?"
Nina raised her hand, instinctively about to hit me. I also instinctively tilted my head and ducked.
But her hand never came down. I just heard her sigh deeply, her eyes full of concern: "How can you call that fine? You were almost killed by someone, and after hitting you, they even tried to finish you off. How is that fine?"
I reached out and hugged her: "Alright, alright, I'm really okay now. Are you hungry? If you are, let's get something to eat. I barely ate anything this morning."
Nina opened her mouth, wanting to say something more, but seeing how casual I was being, she finally gave up: "Fine, if you don't want to talk about it. But no matter what, remember that I'm here for you. Whatever I can do, whatever you ask of me, I'll help you."
It sounded like empty words. But I knew she meant it.
I gave her a tight hug and patted her shoulder gently: "I know, but you really can't help with this. Even if we catch the person and send them to Benjamin, he can still deny everything. Since Vivian acts as the middleman, let's just wait and see what happens."
Nina looked guilty: "I should have listened to my dad and majored in law. If I were a lawyer now, I could definitely help you."
I stroked her hair: "You are who you are. What you want to do or don't want to do should be entirely up to you, not revolve around me. I told you I can handle it. Don't you trust me?"
Nina sighed again, her eyes full of sympathy: "Of course, I trust you. I just want to make things easier for you."
I smiled at her: "Then let's get some food first. I'm really hungry."
Nina looked at me and accurately found the direction of the kitchen: "Is it just you at home? Just us two? Maybe I should just order takeout."
I winked at her: "Takeout food isn't nutritious, and I need nutrition."
Nina blushed a little: "No, have you learned to cook after all these years? I haven't. If you're not afraid of me messing up your kitchen, I can try."
I quickly said: "Don't! It's not that dramatic. Before Oscar left, he already made food and put it in the fridge. Just heat it up in the microwave. That shouldn't be too hard, right?"
Nina relaxed: "If that's the case, then I can definitely do it. You stay here, I'll go heat up the food. This Oscar is pretty thoughtful. Let me try his cooking and see how it is. If it's good, I'll see him in a new light."
"It should be pretty good," I replied with a smile.
Nina quickly went into the kitchen. Having someone help heat up the food and wash the dishes afterward made me appreciate that Nina did have her uses.
But my appreciation didn't last long before I heard a loud bang from the kitchen, followed by Nina's scream.
"What happened?" I didn't care about anything else and quickly walked toward the kitchen.
Nina came running out in a panic: "Is your microwave broken? Why did the egg explode?"
I looked at Nina somewhat speechless: "Didn't anyone tell you that you can't put eggs in the microwave? So do we still have anything to eat?"
Nina smiled at me awkwardly: "Should be... okay? Although it exploded all over the plate, it's still egg. Those other dishes should still be edible."
It seems I had too much faith in Nina.