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.

actions, disguised as noble 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 previous patriarch appointed Sylvester as the inheritor before his

on a journey to find the Divine Doctor for Charlie, the situation is likely

Raymond 's collar, "Raymond, you beast. Since when have

temperament, you haven't achieved anything. Your name has never appeared in the news of our family's core industry. I can no longer tolerate your

been removed. It's best for you to listen, otherwise the remaining Gomez

woman wearing a black 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 years old, her appearance hadn't changed much from her twenties, with the exception of some fine lines at the corners of her eyes. But with a casual glance,

skill no less impressive than Raymond 's. After the old man's

she worked hard

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

groups of bodyguards confronted each other,

at the newcomer and breathed a sigh of relief. Her message had gone through safely. "Ashlee, quickly stop Raymond.

showed no fear. "Ashlee, I don't believe you're not afraid at all. Today, I killed not just our nephew, but a

strode down. "I have injected Charlie with a sedative and the medication. It will be painless, but in a day's time, he will