Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 127

The doctors rushed in, and the once-quiet corridor erupted into chaos.

"As long as I'm alive, you'll never set foot in the Lawson residence again!" Those were Matthew's words.

Kayla couldn't help but snicker to herself, "That old bastard is better off dead!"

As Arnold pushed Matthew's bed toward the emergency room, he caught a glimpse of Kayla and noticed the fleeting malice in her eyes. He was taken aback.

But the next second, Kayla resumed her innocent facade and had tears welling up in her eyes. Her expression was full of concern and guilt.

It felt like a trick of his imagination.

"Arnie, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have been so straightforward and triggered Mr. Lawson Senior..."

Arnold, drained of energy and not bothered to comfort her at this moment, simply replied, "You should leave. My grandfather doesn't want to see you." "Arnie "

"Leave!"

the force of his command, Kayla finally turned to go, though

above the emergency room was on for four

at the

your fault?" "You'd better shut up. I don't want to argue with you right now!" Arnold's expression darkened

more menacing. "Listen up, kid. You're my nephew, and I'm your uncle! Do

in Arnold. He tightened his fists, but

between the uncle and nephew was palpable. Just then, the emergency room door

looking troubled. "The patient has been temporarily stabilized, but..." "But what?" both men asked in

have much time left. At best, he has three months left; at worst, only

en

finished speaking, he put his mask back on

back into the intensive care

stood frozen, particularly struck by the sight of

on the

extended his hand toward Mike, looking weak but

taken aback. He hadn't realized that the once-vibrant Matthew, who had ruled with an iron fist, had now become so frail. His hands were covered in wrinkles, resembling the bark of an old