Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

Chapter 281

"Benevolence hospital." Boyce Shawn answered.

Armand Bernie had just walked out through the door. He turned around and noticed that the huge words of Benevolence hospital were in neon light at the outpatient department. Wasn’t here where Ms. Leslie hospitalized.

"Where is he?" He asked as he moved his lips.

"He is in the operating room.” Boyce was puzzled, "What's the matter with you?"

Armand didn’t say anything special but just telling him that he would be there to find him before hanging up the phone.

Armand returned to the hospital and found the operation room using the instruction map. Boyce sat on the seat in the corridor and there were a few bodyguards standing on the side. He came over with a long stride, "What's the situation now?"

Boyce adjusted his position when Armand approached and said, "Sit down first then I will tell you."

Armand sat down.

"The doctor said he nearly dies from the wound which was only two millimetres away from the heart and he’s now still in the operating room at the moment," Boyce said.

"Why wouldn’t this son of a bitch die?" Armand snarled.

"If he really dies then Matthew Nelson would be the murderer. I think Mrs. Nelson is the only one who is clear-headed," Boyce said.

"Actually it can be settled." Armand still insisted that Sampson Hebert should have been beaten to death.

If there was money, then there was power. Why money was that important?

Because money could buy things.

So, the power came after money.

Not to mention the power of Matthew’s uncle’s family, the truth could be covered up.

Boyce thought that Armand was too agitated now and felt pointless to talk to him anymore, so he stopped speaking to give him a chance to calm down. Boyce underestimated Armand’s anger.

The corridor was silent at that time, which was quite awkward.

"How long has it been and how come it's still not done?" Armand said impatiently.

you go back first?" Boyce glance

could tell that even if Sampson’s operation was successful, he might still be beaten to death by

up his decision,

frowned as he wondered how could he be that

not be angry since this fellow slapped my grandmother?" Armand

feel

bastard as he bit an

mentally ill psychologist is much more terrifying than the ordinary

off at that moment, and after a while, the door of the operating room slid open. There was the doctor

to recover as his organ was wounded and of course, this would give an impact on his life span..." the doctor said as he removed

alive!" Armand stopped off and interrupted the

doctor was irritated that he

to stay alive, why did you send him here

doctor was relieved that the operation was successful, but what Armand said

was shot by me when he was trying to escape. He is actually a human trafficker, so my colleague is furious and wasn’t aware

just a criminal but a human trafficker, the happiness of performing the operation

should die,"

being a hateful ‘human trafficker’

ward first," Boyce waved his hand and told his subordinates to take

knowing Boyce’s identity, the physician could understand and would be happy to cooperate

and rested his arm on his shoulder as he asked, "Are there

surgery, as long as his mood doesn’t fluctuate, he would be safe." He did not explain thoroughly after knowing

quietly, "Will

as you don't rip out those tubes on him, a small superficial wound

stroked the doctor's shoulder as he

around and proceeded to the ward. The doctor shivered as he looked at Armand’s back as if he expected what Armand would do

into trouble, the

recording Sampson’s vital signs

aside and asked, "When is he going to wake

patient has just had the surgery, try not to move him. If you need any help, you may just call the

Before Boyce could open his mouth, Armand spoke

glanced at him, took the records, and turned around

of the ward closed, Armand walked towards the bed as he was staring gloomily at the person lying on the bed and clenched

and came up to

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