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.

he smiled a cold, detached glint in

"Sure, go ahead."

he

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this his

him, his medical license would

a doctor, knew his limits. The man's injuries likely wouldn't even qualify as minor harm after a medical examination, leaving the courts little to

sneered, "Want to guess how many more

was obvious he'd

every bone in his body, only

long as the police didn't show up, Luther could keep

quickly realized this, his demeanor changing entirely. "Bro, I might've raised my

of his wrist, Luther dislocated the

drool uncontrollably, I couldn't help but think-offending a

to Whitney, Luther

frantically, his eyes wide

mo

wipe his the man

wasn't getting

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

Understanding instantly, he slipped out silently to follow

gave Luther a cool, detached

just call security. This is 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

handed Whitney a business card, which she accepted without

a all moved by his heroics. From start to finish, her expression

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Chapter 469 In Trouble

the moment she stepped outside and saw me, her

my identity was no longer a secret,

Bolton," Whitney

gaze

"I didn't expect to see you here at the

in this school," he replied, his eyes shifting to Carter's leg.

with

"You know each other?"

that he can walk now is nothing short of a miracle. I'd love to meet the doctor who made it happen and

same Dr. Quigley who treated my throat? He was the one who healed

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