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"When Spike got into the accident, Lynnsey happened to be there, and she even saved Spike's life with her blood. Dad, don't you think it was way too coincidental?" Arian slowly asked. His voice was deep and husky, totally not like that of a four-year-old boy. Ray squinted and asked, "So, you're saying Lynnsey set it up?" "She did have a motive." Arian pursed his lips, "Dad, you can't be clueless about the grudge between her and my mom, right?" "No way! It can't be her," Ray calmly remarked. He'd already been briefed about the car accident. It was indeed a meticulously planned accident. Ray had no idea who the hell had the guts to hurt his son in secret. But there was no way in hell it could be Lynnsey. "Dad, how can you be so damn sure she isn't behind it? We haven't even gotten a