Julian's Stand in Wife

Chapter 1216

He was even helping her call Enzo.

"Don't panic," Jim comforted Diana. "Your children and husband will be fine."

He even switched the phone to loudspeaker so Diana could hear his conversation with Enzo.

"Enzo," Jim said into the phone.

The moment the arrogant Enzo got Jim's call, he immediately bowed and replied respectfully. His hair stood on end; he was alert and ready to receive his commands." I'm right here, Professor Hughes. How can I be of service?"

"Release Mr. Fulcher and his children. I don’t want any mishap," Jim said. He turned to Diana and said in a polite, almost distant manner, "Do you have anything else to add?"

Diana was already very grateful to him, so she didn't see the need to raise any further requests. She was now certain that Jim and Enzo weren't in cahoots.

"As long as they come back safely to me," Diana said, knowing that she was unable to bear the loss of her loved ones.

Jim nodded. "Okay."

Enzo's voice turned a pitch higher. "But... But..."

"But what?"

drug hasn’t been launched yet, and is currently in its second phase of development... There's

his brows, his voice laced with

way he uttered Enzo's name, one could feel flesheating bugs

Professor Hughes was such a nice man. He couldn't possibly be so

her imagination from going wild, and

The worry on her face said it

susceptible even to normal over-the-counter drugs when he took them indiscriminately. Taking drugs that weren't yet launched to

words. Her face wrinkled up; she wished she could pounce on Enzo herself and force that damned drug on him

gastric lavage to cleanse him from the toxins of the

his finger on his lips, signaling her

I’ll come over right now with his wife to

up, Jim said to Diana, "That drug takes effect very quickly. Gastric lavage

with painthat he felt like

cold one moment, almost as if the freezing wind was blowing right into his bones. He would feel a great chill, on top of the excruciating pain he was feeling. In the next moment, his joints would burn up, like ants

a feeble attempt

the sweat from Julian's brow. He couldn’t bear seeing his father increasingly tormented. "Daddy, will the police really

'They definitely will."