Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 469 In Trouble

Carter's gaze fell on Luther. "Do you know him?"

"Yeah, the doctor drove me to the hospital earlier today. But what's he doing at the Finance Academy?"

"He's the largest shareholder of this academy."

I could understand that wealthy people often had their hands in many businesses, but I couldn't shake off a certain unease.

Lowering my voice, I frowned. "Carl, he's an orthopedic doctor who also knows holistic medicine. I

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wouldn't have known I was pregnant if he hadn't checked my pulse and told me. He knows about the pregnancy."

I felt like I was turning into a paranoid wreck-panicking at every little unexpected change.

The timing of this pregnancy couldn't have been worse. While it wasn't entirely unlucky but still fraught with uncertainty and potential danger.

"I'll have Damian look into him, just to be safe."

"Alright."

I couldn't ignore someone I'd encountered twice in one day, so I held Carter back for the moment and refrained from stepping in to help Whitney. Instead, I decided to observe Luther more closely. The man in black-rimmed glasses blocked Whitney's path just as she was about to leave.

"Starling, don't be so aloof. I want to be friends."

As his hand reached out to grab Whitney's shoulder, a slender, defined hand caught his wrist in midair.

Crack! With an effortless move, the man's wrist was dislocated.

The classroom erupted in gasps and murmurs.

Most people here were finance professionals-sharp and pragmatic. None of them wanted to invite trouble, so instead of intervening, they scattered like scared rabbits. The man with glasses cursed, "D*mn!"

He swung his other fist straight at Luther's face, but Luther sidestepped, raising his knee to drive it hard into the man's stomach.

The man crumpled to the floor, still cursing. "I'm going to sue you and make sure you go to jail!"

The next second, Luther calmly reset the man's dislocated wrist.

smiled a cold,

"Sure, go ahead."

warning, he dislocated the

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his

him, his medical license would be at

man's injuries likely wouldn't even qualify as minor harm after a

man, Luther sneered, "Want to guess how many

flickered in the man's eyes. It was obvious he'd underestimated the trouble he'd

bone in his

police didn't show up, Luther could keep playing his twisted game of

entirely. "Bro, I might've raised my

won't do." With a flick of his wrist,

help but think-offending a doctor is probably the

to Whitney, Luther

frantically, his eyes wide with

mo

the man's jaw. Without even bothering to wipe his the man hurriedly apologized to Whitney

wasn't getting away

man might've done to Whitney. If he was bold enough to harass her in a classroom full of people, who's to

a subtle signal. Understanding instantly, he slipped out silently

a cool,

a school, not a brothel. Men like that, who have ill intentions, deserve a lesson," Luther said, flashing her a grin. "Let me introduce myself. I'm the chairman of this academy. When I founded it, the goal was to help more people understand financial knowledge, but it seems some individuals have ulterior motives. If you ever need anything,

Whitney a business card, which she accepted without much

had come to her defense, she didn't seem a all moved by his heroics. From start to finish, her

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Chapter 469 In Trouble

stepped outside and saw me, her eyes

a secret, she

Bolton,"

and spotted me, his gaze

gave him a nod. "I didn't expect to see you here at the academy instead

this school," he replied, his eyes shifting

responded with

"You know each other?"

mentor," Luther explained. "I watched my mentor treat his leg-it was in terrible condition back then. The fact that he can walk now is nothing short

treated my throat? He was the

meaningful smile. "Dr. Quigley, huh? No wonder. With skills like his ... But, Mr. Bolton, are you acquainted with