Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jack's smile grew colder by the second. "Rather professional now, aren't you, Mr. Hamilton?"

The administrator smiled diligently. "I know you love your son, Ares. Don't worry. The president is strong. Such small wounds have hardly done any damage to him."

Jack leaned forward and supported his weight on the administrator's table with his two hands. "What if I suspect mistreatment from the hospital? Would you then have the authority to stop me from pulling the patient out?"

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Jack turned around and left.

At the intensive care unit, Grayson, members of Ghost, and Grand Asia's security team gathered around the most critical area of the medical department.

There were sentries stationed not far away as well.

Ten bodyguards stood by.

an overreaction? You can dismiss the

him with

the worst and hope for the best,

decided to move him to another hospital. You don't

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son. I have every right to decide whether to move him

here already is the best hospital in

placed in a normal hospital room implies that his life is still in danger. I cannot allow

interrupted, saying, "The president is still in need of emergency care and cannot be moved now. Moving him would do him more

Grand Asia, people like you, would have the reason to hurt him. Any mishaps to

Grayson pounced

back by Storm and Tempest next to him. "You have to calm down, Gray. Don't fall for his tricks.