Lord Protector Novel

“I-I-” Bryan stammered but was unsure of how to get out of the situation.

Suddenly, Madeline screeched and lunged toward Bryan. Scratching his face with both her hands, she cried, “You b*stard! She is only a child. How could you do this to her?”

Her sharp fingernails soon resulted in bloody streaks across Bryan's face.

However, the pain from it was insignificant compared to the pain from the cardiotonic.

Bryan started to howl like a pig.

Even Emma, who was usually gentle, could not control her anger. She rushed forward and planted two slaps across Bryan's face, and it helped her relieve some of her pent-up rages.

Cough! Cough!

Amelia, who had been unconscious the whole time, finally stirred and let out a cough.

The sedative in her body had started to wear off.

Immediately, Emma dashed to Amelia's side and wrapped her daughter in her arms. “Amelia, you're awake!”

Amelia still felt groggy and weak from the medication.

In a daze, she stammered, “M-Mommy, I'm s-scared.”

Emma tightened her grip around Amelia and comforted, “Amelia, don't be scared. I'm right beside you. I will protect you.”

Zeke walked toward the bed to take Amelia's pulse and examine her legs.

Because of the sedative given to her, her recovering muscles had relaxed.

If not for the injection, Amelia would already be able to walk. Unfortunately, since she had the anesthesia, it would delay her healing process by another day.

Based on this fact, Zeke felt like killing Bryan.

Patting Emma's shoulder, Zeke instructed, “Put Amelia down. I will give her an acupuncture treatment to reduce the side effects of the anesthesia. If I don't, that large dose of anesthesia could affect her health.”

At that point, Emma had unconditional trust placed on Zeke, so she immediately lowered Amelia to the bed.

As mentioned, Zeke started the treatment.

Boom!

Suddenly, the attic door was thrown open, and a group of men in security uniforms stormed in.

The head of the group was a bald man.

Seeing the scene before him, the bald man bellowed, “D*mn it! What is going on, and who the hell are you guys? How dare you hurt Mr. Hilton? You have a death wish or something?”

A glimmer of hope flashed across Bryan's eyes when he spotted the security guards.

Gathering all the strength he had, he shouted, “Please save me! I can't hold on any longer.”

With his words, the security guards ignored the rest of the people in the room and rushed to Bryan.

As the group gathered around him, Madeline reluctantly backed away from the doctor to avoid getting beaten up by them.

It wasn't until she walked to a corner that she noticed the clotted blood under her fingernails.

The sight of it stunned her. She never expected to commit such a horrendous act to someone else.

“Mr. Hilton, how are you feeling?” The head of the security guards asked with concern.