CHAPTER 120

Philip's heart raced as he answered the phone. Clara’s voice was calm, but he could sense the urgency behind her words. "Philip, I found something. We need to meet."

"Where?" Philip asked, already grabbing his coat.

"There's a café on 5th Avenue. I'll be there in twenty minutes."

Philip agreed and hung up, his mind spinning with possibilities. He rushed out of the mansion, telling Barry he had an important meeting. Barry nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation.

The drive to the café seemed to take forever, but finally, Philip arrived. Clara was already there, seated at a corner table. She looked up as he approached, her expression serious.

"Thank you for meeting me," Clara said as Philip sat down. "I found some information about your parents’ accident."

Philip leaned forward, eager to hear what she had discovered. "What did you find?"

Clara took a deep breath. "I spoke to a few people who were around at the time. There were rumors that the accident wasn’t an accident at all