The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 618 Get Lost

Xavier pushed the tram's speed to its maximum, oblivious to the number of traffic lights he had run and ignoring everything around him.

He raced as fast as lightning.

Since he completely disregarded traffic rules and sped recklessly, many drivers, in order to avoid colliding with his tram, were forced to abruptly change their course, nearly crashing into other vehicles.

“He must be courting for death!”

“Idiot! Don't get others involved if you want to die!”

The curses of various drivers did not reach Xavier's ears at all. All he could recall in his mind was the desperate and helpless look in Cecelia's eyes and the pool of shocking, crimson blood beneath her.

There was no denying that the thought of extracting bone marrow from their baby for Samuel once crossed his mind.

The moment he learned from the doctor that extracting bone marrow from a newborn posed a high risk, he immediately dismissed the idea.

Cecelia, however, was unaware of it. She had always thought that he wanted to sacrifice their child to save the life of the child he had with his ex-wife.

He knew she despised him, and he also knew that the baby in her belly was her lifeline. If Griselda really did something sinful to the fetus in her belly, he guessed that Cecelia would fall apart.

With those thoughts in mind, Xavier began to drive even faster.

Drenched in sweat, he finally arrived at the hospital entrance.

He headed straight for the sixth floor where the VIP ward was. Knowing Griselda, he was certain that his high-profile ex-wife would have had the entire floor sealed off.

Sure enough, when he arrived on the sixth floor, he saw a group of burly bodyguards stationed at the elevator and along the corridor.

As soon as Xavier appeared, a burly, tattooed man with dark skin immediately blocked his path. “I'm sorry, Mr. Dartsley. No one is allowed to enter here,” said the bodyguard.

light was

then bolted toward the

the surgery is over, you'll naturally get to see her.” Once again, the bodyguard placed himself in front of Xavier,

slight lift of his hand, two bodyguards immediately

Xavier, driven to anger, directly engaged them in a

his desire for a swift victory, he put his full force into every punch and kick. Alas, the bodyguards

himself at a disadvantage. He was swiftly subdued, his hands restrained behind his back by

horrifying traces of blood spilled from his nose

the operating room right in front of his eyes, yet powerless to do

a shout, his heart aching in

again, coming to

black emerged orderly

dressed in black, their faces bearing expressions so cold and stern as if they could kill

the people coming out of the elevator, “Who are you? What do you want? Unauthorized personnel are not

a sharp, agonizing pain in his wrist as if it had been snapped. All that happened in a mere second or

that the bodyguard reacted in horror. Who's this average-looking

the other bodyguards of the Whitman family dared not make a move. They were like a flock of sheep that had lost their shepherd, descending into

emerged from the elevator. His every move exuded a touch of languor and a sense of superiority. Yet, behind his languor lurked a danger, as if a storm was about

Whitman family's bodyguard naturally

turmoil. “So it's Mr. Moore who's gracing us with his presence. May I ask if you are here at the Whitman family's hospital for

who was freed from the Whitman family's bodyguards by Cayden's men, hung his head in

fell upon Xavier's disheveled figure, the coldness in his eyes enough to send

his people, “Break

room door had been abruptly kicked open

the operating room was suddenly filled

in