His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 922

In the dead of night, the hospital corridors were eerily quiet, with only a lone nurse at the front desk fighting a losing battle against sleep.

Suddenly, the surveillance monitors flickered red, signaling a loose connection.

A man in a lab coat, his face obscured by a mask, darted past the front desk towards Mrs. Jones's room with the urgency of a shadow.

He glanced around cautiously, ensuring no one was in sight, before silently slipping into the room.

The figure in the bed was curled up on their side, seemingly in a deep slumber.

The man crept closer, drawing a dagger from his sleeve. He raised his arm high, ready to plunge the blade into the unsuspecting victim!

But in a heartbeat, his vision went dark-

bed had suddenly sprung up, throwing

and stabbing at the fabric. When he finally tore the blanket away, he was met with

fancy a bullet in your brain," came

eyes, sharp and piercing in the gloom, twinkled with a mischievous smirk

The door burst open-

and Gordon led a team into the room, quickly surrounding the

are you alright?" Jason asked, concern lacing his

a finger. A blanket was all it took to handle this amateur," Elvis quipped, effortlessly taking the dagger from the man's grasp. "Buddy,

words sent a shiver down the

as a ghost, his legs gave way, and he dropped to his knees before

"Talk."

tops. Keep quiet, and I can't promise you'll walk out of here in one piece." "I... I've only ever talked to him over the phone,