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."

be labeled a murderer,

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

speechless

in, "Mr. Rowland,

want to get your head examined. Empathy is great, but

you, all smarts but no morals. I think

family. We can't house a menace like

the wheelchair's armrest tightened. Being called

She'd never been this furious. She stormed

to him," Nathalie

at her, stunned. "You dare slap

you. You attacked my

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