Chapter 959 Be Rushed to the Hospital

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Queenie froze, stunned. She hadn’t expected them to show up at her door and start attacking.

“Hey! What are you doing? Let him go! Stop hitting him. Let him go!” she shouted in panic.

George fought back, but the second man grabbed his arms and wrenched them back, the pain snapping him to attention.

The guy was strong, trained for this kind of thing. There was no way George could fight back.

The man glanced at Queenie, noticing her distress as beads of sweat formed on her forehead. He didn’t seem to care. “Still yelling? I guess your leg’s not as bad as you’re making it seem. Want me to give it another hit?”

At the threat, Queenie instinctively pulled back, her eyes full of fear. She watched him warily, praying he wouldn’t follow through.

Her mind raced as she tried to figure out who had sent these

men.

She hadn’t upset anyone lately, other than Steven, Diana, Paula, or maybe the Foliot family.

Chapter 959 Be Rushed to the Hospital

Her mind briefly settled on Diana, sitting in that wheelchair.

Could it have been her?

Before she could dwell on it further, a loud cry from George snapped her back to reality.

His head was covered, and the world around him went black.

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His limbs were tied up tight, and he couldn’t even tell where the punches were coming from.

The blows came fast and hard, hitting him from all sides. He felt like a fly trapped in a storm of fists.

There was no escaping it. No matter how he twisted or turned, they kept landing.

Pain shot through his body like electric jolts. He had no choice but to endure it.

Used to a life of comfort, George was completely helpless against the trained bodyguards.

Queenie tried to rush forward to help but was kicked back by one of the men.

Fear and pain flashed in her eyes as she curled up, unable to defend herself. The attack had come so suddenly that she hadn’t had time to prepare.

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felt like an eternity, the bodyguards stopped, and George was left lying on

at George, who was

was nothing like him, ruthless

trash.

and

to George, trembling with worry as

Wake up! Please, don’t scare me.

eyes remained closed, and he didn’t

his forehead was bruised and swollen, and the smell of

fear, a gnawing frustration growing inside her as she desperately tried

to escape any trouble, yet

she had been

959 Be Rushed to the

in

she tried to stand, but her leg flared with pain

collapsed again,

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seemed like forever, unable to get up, she crawled to the kitchen. Grabbing

Mario’s voice sounded hopeful, thinking she was

echoed through the line, and

what happened? Why are you crying?” His

sob made his heart tighten in his

my new apartment. Something’s happened

gasped in

*****

George were both rushed

for Christmas had vanished in an instant, replaced by

Rushed

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leg was fractured. She’d be stuck in a wheelchair for

least three months.

it being the holiday season, the hospital was

the cold air outside only seemed

her side, helping her find a doctor who wrapped her leg in a cast. Once she was settled,

her sullen expression but hesitated to ask what

he opened his mouth, he saw her steely face

on until, finally, the operating room light

the beating, and

weight

room,” she said,

the Hospital She had to know who was behind

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Mario had been

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