Chapter １６３

Unexpectedly, as soon as I came back to the hospital, I received a call from my grandfather, "Cheney, come back quickly."

I hurried back to my old house, and my grandparents were waiting for me in the study room.

As they saw me coming, Grandpa frowned and handed over Uncle Jacob's suicide note.

I looked at him with a puzzled face. Grandpa didn't speak. Grandma said, "After you left, your grandfather was very sad about your Uncle Jacob's death. We talked for a while. He said he wanted to see your Uncle Jacob's suicide note and put it away. But as soon as he got it in his hand, he took a look and knew that Jacob didn't write it. Although the handwriting can almost be the same, Jacob has worked in our family for decades, how can your grandfather mistake his handwriting!"

I suddenly lost my mind. Uncle Jacob didn’t commit suicide? Then who killed him?

I can't think of anyone.

But to be on the safe side, I had surveillance installed in his room, and no outsiders had access to him.