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Chapter 545 Got Hurt in the Forearm

Chapter 545 Got Hurt In the Forearm

Outside the ward, August heard a loud crash in the ward when he was on the phone. His instinct warned him something was amiss then he approached the ward in his wheelchair with all his might.

Zane standing at the doorway was confused when he saw August. "President Adams, aren't you inside the ward? I thought it was you who was talking to Lucia in the sick room..."

Then, he pointed a finger at the ward.

August creased his eyebrows tightly. It upset him no end to hear what Zane had said. He then made an attempt to break into the ward, only to find the door was locked from the inside.

Instantly, he was seriously disturbed by the worry about Lucia. "Lucia!" he knocked hard at the door. "Open the door!"

But there was no answer to it.

August made a prompt decision, saying, "Kick down the door!"

Zane immediately acted as August ordered.

With the sound of a "Bang", the door was kicked down..

August then made his way into it in his wheelchair. when he got in it, he was visibly shocked by what he saw.

Lucia was held at a dagger by Jeff lying on the sickbed and the dagger with a sharp blade nicked the porcelain skin of

Lucia on her neck and drew blood.

August frowned in agony and within seconds he said to Zane, "Hold the door and nobody shall come in!"

Zane turned around to guard the door at August's command.

the three after Zane

first with deliberate efforts to suppress his anger, "Jeff, let go

uttered through his clenched teeth, "Mr. Adams, Mr. Makoto is dead! It's all her fault!" August shook his head at him slowly while turning

said nastily, "I must avenge Mr. Makoto's death

how about Garnett and other kids?" August said, signing. "What do you think they do after your death? They are all

suspicion of

care of them anymore..." Jeff shook his

who gonna take on the responsibility to foster Garnett now that Mr. Makoto is dead? You are the

into men successfully than see you kill..." "Jeff, listen to me, put down the dagger..." August edged a little closer and closer to Jeff

grip on himself.

August didn't stop as he asked, he continued to creep toward them inch by inch. "Jeff, listen, hand me your

and paralyzed with fear while

Jeff looked so nervous that he shouted

Or I can't guarantee what will happen to

kept saying the same word breathing

stretched his hand to him. "Give it to me, Jeff." However, Jeff brandished the dagger in his hand wildly

an eye, August was scratched by the dagger in his forearm, which made blood ooze out of the

have blood..." His voice was firm and convincing as he spoke, but his face became increasingly pale for he was bleeding. Even so, August didn't stop persuading Jeff. "Let go of her, ok? You know in your heart

tears though she kept breathing deeply to hold back her tears and emotions. "Don't..." Lucia shook her head at August

them, heedless of his own safety. Suddenly, he set his eyes on August's bleeding wound, which reminded

profound resignation, "Jeff, what's the difference between you and the killer if you kill her likewise?" It seemed that August's words hit the nail

slipped out of Jeff's hand with a jolt. And Jeff was jolted

then propped herself up on one elbow and

swiftly reached out his foot to kick the dagger under the sickbed while

him when she caught a glimpse of

his life to save her by attracting

his own body to