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.

at the stance taken. "Grayson, oh Grayson, isn't this a bit of an overreaction? You can dismiss the bodyguards. We live

at him with reddened eyes. "It's better

hope for the best, Old

since his admission into Grand Asia, so I've decided to move him

to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

every right to decide whether to move him to

is the best hospital in

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

saying, "The president is still in need of emergency care and cannot be

people like you, would have the reason to

spouting nonsense, Jack." Grayson

next to him. "You have to calm down, Gray. Don't fall for his tricks. Nothing can happen to you right now, not when Grand Asia and the president need you." The words had him sobering