Georgie Clementine nodded gently. “Thank you…”

The next second, she leaned onto Henry Armstrong feebly.

Henry did not speak again. He lifted his long pair of legs and quickly strode to the front. As Georgie’s injuries were not that serious, Henry sent her straight for gastric lavage and got her wounds treated.

Xyla on the other hand, was sent straight into the operating theater by a group of people. After the door of the operating theater was closed, Stanley Batton slowly sat onto the long bench. Endless murderous aura lingered all over his body.

Sebastian Brenand and Gary Lakes soon sat down as well. The men in black neatly stood at the sides of the corridor while staying on guard.

“Fred, that son of a b*tch, he was really too cruel, that bast*rd!” Sebastian clenched his fists tightly.

“His father must have been cursed for eight consecutive generations to have such a son.” Gary snorted coldly. “ He will get his father killed anytime soon.”

“Anytime soon? He can already doom his father right this moment.” Sebastian knew Stanley’s temper very well.

He knew that Stanley would never forgive Fred Thomson. He might even seek revenge on the Thomsons. Although the Thomsons were powerful, what did they think they were in front of the Battons?

not even worthy to polish the shoes for

Ring ring ring…

call came

Batton, Xyla asked me out for a date in the morning but I waited for two hours and she did not show up. I’m okay

to her. You wait for me at home, I will tell you everything once

“What? What happened?”

discuss that once

ended

***

half an hour later, the doctor that was in charge

bandaged up. The only thing that she needs to do is to have a good rest. Just be careful of the wounds as they cannot

who was on tenterhooks, was finally relieved.

set of patient gown with

an IV drip connected to the back of her hand. The liquid in the bottle was slightly shaking as the hospital bed

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