Chapter 1792 Is Compensating Me All You Can Do

As Ian had anticipated, there was not a single trace of concrete on her body.

However, the woman had a deep cut on her waist, two bloody fingers that had lost their nails, and a bruised face.

“Aunt Susan!”

Ian dashed into the factory as soon as he heard the news.

Yasmin wanted to tag along.

Since she didn’t know what had happened, she wanted to see Susan and make sure she herself would be safe.

But as soon as she budged, the young man before her stopped in his tracks.

“Mr. Ian?”

“Take her back to the office building. No one gets to let her out without my permission.”

There was not a single ounce of warmth in his words.

confined and had nowhere

nothing more

then taken to the

her injuries

Ian sighed with relief

“Aunt Susan…”

to the bed and gazed at the woman who remained unconscious. Guilt overtook him as he noted her two fingers that were now

felt utterly miserable, as though his

just so happened to arrive at this moment, and he was instantly enraged. “Who the hell is behind this? My sister’s never done anything to p*ss anyone off!

them

no one knew that Susan and Timothy were members of the Limmer family in order to keep them as safe as

was someone going after Susan all of a

been fine

Ian left the hospital.

arrived at the commercial building in Old Town half an hour

is

here awaiting his return, quickly walked toward

now sounded much more respectful

icy gaze fell on the anxious-looking woman

Creak.

back!

the door. Having spent the past few hours in here, she was worried but at the same time couldn’t conceal the look of panic

Ian didn’t answer her.

office desk and took out his own pack of

reeked of blood – Susan’s, to

Yasmin was speechless.

first time trying to kill

the room fell

her face lost all its

out, but you underestimated the fact that I grew up in bloodshed. I’d already experienced murder when I was just six and someone nearly killed my

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