Hannah continued without missing a beat, Today, we found some clues at your fathers residence that appear to be linked to ns he had prior to his passing.


    Peterson looked bewildered.


    ns? What ns? They involve someplex situations.


    Its not suitable for me to disclose more at this point.


    It would be best if you discussed this with Remington once youre better.


    Hannah pressed on, In recent times, besides the usual work-rted duties, did your father assign you any special tasks or disy any unusual behaviors? Peterson shook his head slightly, sinking into thought.


    Special tasks… I remember him saying that I should be more involved in the family business, especially learning about our key operations.


    But… could this be rted to his murder? Perhaps everything is interconnected, Bryson suggested cryptically.


    The room fell silent, the only sound being the faint drip of the IV.


    Clearing her throat to break the silence, Hannah said, Peterson, we hope you can provide any potential clues from your perspective. After all, you were in close contact with your father recently and might have more insight into these matters.


    Petersons expression hardened, a spark of resolve in his eyes.


    I will do my best to remember.


    If I think of any clue, I wont withhold it.


    Thats all we can ask for.


    Rest well; regaining your strength is essential, Hannah concluded, standing with a blend of gentleness and authority in her voice.


    If anythinges to mind, let us know immediately.


    Im here to assist in any way possible.


    Peterson nodded obediently, watching them exit the ward.


    As the door closed, the atmosphere in the room seemed to chill.


    The obedient look on Petersons face vanished, reced by a glint of coldness in his amber eyes. He reached for the call button beside him.


    Shortly, a bodyguard entered swiftly.


    Mr.


    Wagner, do you need anything? Contact Remington for me.


    Its urgent we speak.


    Outside the hospital, Hannah and Bryson sat in their car, the window down halfway, both lost in thought.


    After a long silence, Hannah ventured, Do you think Peterson truly knows nothing? Brysons lips twitched into a slight smile.


    The human heart is a maze ofplexity.


    Whats your take? Hannah shook her head, her expression unreadable.


    I cant be sure. He behaves as if he truly knows nothing, betraying no imperfections.


    I fear the scheme behind this is much more intricate than we anticipated.


    A furrow of worry creased Hannahs brow as she contemted theplexities.


    No matter theplications, I will stand by your side, Bryson dered, his voice deep and reassuring.


    If someone is trying to entangle you in this, they are sorely mistaken.


    Lets return and await further updates.


    They wont uncover anything so swiftly, Hannah suggested.


    At the Lyons Manor, Conor, afterpiling his findings, promptly reported to Remington, Sir, following your directions, Ive meticulously reviewed the movement records of all pertinent individuals.


    There are several discrepancies that warrant our attention.


    Remingtons expression grew serious as he gestured for him to continue.