"Dad, Dr. Sylvia is the one that operated on you!" Eddie sighed.

"Such a nice kid. You go to the ward and check on her for me." The cup in the old Evans's hand shook a little, "I always think she is good and she seems to be kind."

"Grandpa, do you know her? It's just an operation for you ... Besides, she got paid for her job; do you need to be so grateful?" Tiffany was annoyed when she heard her grandpa mention Sylvia.

Who was his real granddaughter anyway!

How could he be so concerned about Sylvia?

Sylvia would not come here and serve him by the bedside!

"How could you compare Dr. Sylvia to any other ordinary doctor? You are too young to realize that" He frowned.

"All right. I don't understand.” Tiffany got the information and she stood up, "I have to leave first, Grandpa; you take care. I'll see you again in a couple of days."

"Okay." The old Evans glanced at her.

Tiffany left the ward, heading for the emergency center.

Eddie just said that Sylvia was still in the emergency room.

But it was not a sure thing.

She did not show up from the beginning to the end.

Although there was surveillance in the hospital, it was all done by Abram alone.

She thought she was not involved.

Even if there was an investigation, she would not be suspected.

The only person who knew the truth was Abram. He certainly would not report her to the police.

in her best interest that

was flying to Aettosa to

she would have a

whatever

even if Franklin was determined to investigate, he probably wouldn't be able

the shots at home but

of resources to track down Abram

elevator alone, no

Franklin was also there, Tiffany

just arranged

of the emergency room

face was slightly red and swollen; his lip was skinned a little, bloodshot seeping out faintly. But

against the wall, his

as if he were a god without feelings. "Franklin, why are you here?" Tiffany came to him with a tone of surprise. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

slightly, remembering the drug thing reported by

clear eyes during her childhood, reflecting her tough character, were

mercenary, shallow, pretentious, vain, and

was a master of disguise, pretending to be a victim

so disappointed because the girl was perfect in his childhood

destroyed

want to see her

was the best

someone?" Tiffany asked again, standing there a little embarrassed because Franklin did not answer

tried to be less

gave a cold "hmm"

his eyebrows and laugh. Tiffany wore a pink dress, pink high heels, and a pink purse today. She

very heavy make-up

It looked extremely unnatural.

not notice Logan sitting on a chair not far away before hearing his

he talk to her first?

conversation

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