Chapter 709

“I see. But why did you get Hank to murder James, then? Isn’t that unnecessary?” Julian wondered why his grandmother would waste such effort to have James dead. James was an unimportant side character, and it was a waste of resources to even deal with him.

“James? I don’t even know who that is. Why would I want to kill him? I suppose Hank decided to take things into his own hands and just get rid of him. Anyway, that’s not important. It doesn’t affect us in the least what happened to him.” Alma waved her hand dismissively.

As she spoke, she suddenly shuddered, and her breathing became erratic. A piercing pain hit her and spread out across her entire body.

“Are you alright, Grandmother?” Julian immediately noticed that Alma didn’t look good.

“It’s nothing new. Go and get me my medicine from the car. Hurry,” Alma instructed.

“Yes, Grandmother.” Julian dared not hesitate even for a moment and quickly ran over to the Rolls- Royce parked in front of them before he started rummaging around. In no time, he came back with a purple bottle. “Grandmother, your medicine.”

I run out of them so soon?” She frowned as the pain in her body increased in intensity, and she began shivering uncontrollably. “Quick! Go, search Hank’s body! My medicine is with him! Hurry!” Alma reacted

have provided her with the medicine Previously, Hank had always been in charge of

left with two men and hurried over to where Hank had

in sweat. “Grandmother, I’ve searched him thoroughly.

it? Could it be possible that he hasn’t gotten it yet?” Alma frowned and hastily urged Julian, “Call the Killians’

was already having difficulties standing up and had broken

fished out his phone and made a call. But nobody answered. He made multiple calls, but they were all left unanswered.

seem to reach the Killians’

trash! He’s never there when you need him!” Alma gritted her teeth as the pain got unbearable. “Call Mr. Killian immediately. Ask

a moment to waste, Julian made another call. He managed to get hold of Mr. Killian and asked him a series of questions to clarify the situation. His face fell. “Grandmother, Mr. Killian said that the medicine had been passed to their butler, and

has been made, then where’s my medicine?” Alma

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