"Yeah, Cedric?" As I glanced, the name Cedric appeared there.

"Bad news, sis."

Initially, I was sitting somewhat leisurely, legs crossed and leaning against the back of the sofa. Hearing his suspicious tone, I straightened up. "What do you mean?"

"It looks like Krystal's car got sabotaged, Sis. Mr. Dennish couldn't have done this."

"I don't understand yet, Cedric."

"Can we meet at the hospital tomorrow?"

"Okay," I replied promptly. I didn't have any premonitions about an accident. It was ...