Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 7 Ashlee, Stop Raymond!

The implication of his words was obvious. Doctor Johnson wasn't foolish; he naturally understood that this decision was a matter of life and death for him. The money was a perk that would only be offered through compliance; the only other option would be his end.

The key point was that he now knew Raymond Gomez's secret. If he didn't agree, he would be left with no way out and Raymond would do anything to keep it hidden. But if he agreed and took the money to run away, it was possible that no one would be able to find him anywhere in the world. Furthermore, Sylvester, and Charlie, both of the Gomez child ren, had a strange congenital disease. Even if Sylvester managed to find a treatment, eventually, they would both die from it. He looked at the safe, greed evident in his eyes before he snatched it into his grasp.

Elvis shouted at Doctor Johnson, "How dare you!"

Doctor Johnson stood up and bowed to Raymond and the others, saying, "Excuse me, Charlie has practically passed already."

With that, Doctor Johnson went upstairs.

Rachel grabbed Elvis's hand, trembling. "Stop him, quickly stop him."

Elvis tried to chase after the doctor but was blocked by Raymond 's bodyguards. He was powerless.

"Elvis, don't bother, the people you brought are useless." Raymond's tone couldn't be more confident. Elvis stared, suddenly understanding.

words, implied that he was trying to protect the remaining Gomez from getting infected, but in reality, he wanted to control their power of speech. After all, the family's

on a journey to find the Divine Doctor

you beast. Since when have the Gomez ever harmed their own people, let alone your nephews!? How can you bear

his collar, and patted it flat, "Elvis, because of your temperament, you haven't achieved anything. Your name has never appeared in the news of our family's core

best for you to listen, otherwise the remaining

windbreaker approached on long legs ending in high heels. She had a slender figure and an icy and stunning face. Even though she was over forty

Lord's fourth child and only daughter, her ability and skill no less impressive than Raymond

her brothers, she worked hard to

with Sylvester absent, she was the only one who could contend with her

groups of bodyguards confronted each other,

newcomer and breathed a sigh of relief. Her message had gone through safely. "Ashlee, quickly stop Raymond. Call the doctor, or Charlie may not

big mistake." Raymond, seeing his sister approach, showed no fear. "Ashlee, I don't believe you're not afraid at all. Today, I killed not just our nephew, but a menace to society." Ashlee furrowed her brows, clearly not agreeing with Raymond's words. "Raymond, stop your posturing. I've already sent support to Sylvester. I won't allow you to succeed." With a wave of her hand, she commanded her men. "Go

sedative and the medication. It will be painless, but in a day's time, he will die from multi-organ failure." Elvis and Ashlee paused in