Chapter 894

Fingertips brushed softly against the panel, and as he shifted away from the wheelchair's backrest, the armrest suddenly sparked with electricity. Greta let out a yelp, her hands recoiling in pain. "Ah!"

She had to let go of Morris's wheelchair. The electric shock had her fingers curling like claws.

"Mr. Rowland, you-" It was obvious to anyone that Morris had rigged the wheelchair.

Morris looked at Greta with a cold, unforgiving glare, a sharp departure from his usual gentle nature. "Greta, I distinctly remember telling you to stay away from my Nathalie."

Greta's face twisted in panic as she stammered, "Mr. Rowland, you know I'm a critically ill patient. Your temper today, shocking me like this, do you realize the impact on my health? Your actions could trigger a severe inflammatory reaction, worsen my kidney disease, maybe even lead to my death."

Morris stayed unruffled by her threats. "Then I guess I'd be doing everyone a favor."

already terminally ill; my death doesn't matter. But you, you'd be labeled a

fixed her with a steely gaze. "If you're so sick, and you drop dead in front of me, why assume it's my doing? I could accuse you of staging your own death. People like you deserve

left speechless by Morris's

chimed in, "Mr. Rowland, picking

"You might want to get your head examined. Empathy

"Someone like you, all smarts but no morals. I

joining the Sharp family. We can't house a menace

the wheelchair's armrest tightened. Being called a menace

this furious.

to him," Nathalie

gaped at her, stunned. "You dare

with gritted teeth, replied, "Yes, I slapped you. You

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