Chapter 908

John touched his ridiculously swollen lip-Patrick was really trying to kill him just now.

He blinked and turned to glance at his ward, but not at the hidden camera.

He only noticed it just now, and understood that Nana was now watching everything he did.

John couldn't help clenching his fist to restrain himself.

In the next room, Nana was calmly watching the feed from the hidden camera through her phone.

She saw John being cold towards Cordy, and how he didn't help Cordy even though she was on the floor.

It certainly felt cathartic-she knew no one could ever take anything she wanted from her.

Cordy never amounted to anything, after all!

Tapping out of the app on her phone, Nana then sent a text: [Don’t make a move on Cordy yet. Wait for my orders.]

[Yes, Miss Lynd.]

had no reason to take any risks now that John recognized the

actually enjoy Cordy being forced to watch her and John being happy while suffering

unfair to her since she was a child, which was why she loathed everything and despised

her ward, they called in a doctor to tend to Patrick, since

contrast from the man who fought so violently without a regard for

less, Mr. Stuart," the doctor said, afraid to touch Patrick again since he kept yelping each

forget it. I’ll do it myself," Patrick snapped, as if the pain was

disinfect and apply anti-inflammatories on the cuts on your face, Mr. Stuart," the doctor explained. "You wont recover for a while if you don’t, and

it,” Sean suddenly

simply asked, "I just have to apply these on

"Yes."

cotton bud

are you doing?" Patrick was startled—Sean

another word, and I'll shove

cotton bud squarely on one of the cuts on his face, and shot

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