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.

the operating room light was on,

away the tattooed man's muscular arm, then bolted toward the operating room.

her.” Once again, the bodyguard placed himself in

lift of his hand, two bodyguards immediately

lost!” Xavier, driven to anger, directly engaged them

put

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

traces of blood spilled from his nose and the corners of his lips. He looked

the operating room right in front of his eyes, yet powerless to do anything, gave Xavier an overwhelming urge to blast the

shout, his heart aching

coming to a halt on

people in black emerged orderly

bearing expressions so cold

“Who are you? What do

his lips when he felt a sharp, agonizing pain in his wrist as if it

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

not make a move.

man emerged from the elevator. His every move exuded a touch of languor and a

family's bodyguard naturally recognized the famous

his presence. May I ask if you are here at the Whitman family's hospital for a medical consultation? Every visitor is a guest, after

Whitman family's bodyguards by Cayden's men, hung his head in guilt.

upon Xavier's disheveled figure, the coldness in his eyes

commanded his people,

room door had

was suddenly filled with the clear, piercing cries of

in