Chapter 117 Lungs Were Almost Shattered

Meanwhile, Henry slowly retracted his hand from the car door, his brows furrowed. Alexander

excitedly chuckled, “Henry, it seems like your plan to jump off the car failed.”

“This bus driver is a good person.” Alexander looked at the bus logo through the rearview mirror, finding it familiar, “Isn’t this the hotel’s bus?”

Henry suddenly turned around, saw Evelyn’s exhausted body lying in front of the windshield, and he felt his heart being squeezed tightly.

“Turn around and go back.”

Alexander was bewildered; they had just escaped danger, and going back now would be

suicidal, wouldn’t it?

Noah’s face darkened slightly. Looking at Henry’s reaction, he seemed to have guessed something but he was unwilling to believe it. How could that woman, who was afraid of death, do something like this? It’s impossible.

Alexander wanted to emphasize again that their car was still in forced autopilot mode when suddenly a foot swiped across his face, landing harshly on the control panel.

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Chapter 117 Lungs Were Almost Shattered

“F uck… Henry… My face!” Alexander roared, narrowly avoiding disfigurement.

“I said, go back.”

This command, laced with a chilling hostility, instantly swept through the entire car. Alexander, subconsciously turning the direction and stepping on the gas, didn’t dare to make a sound.

In a daze, Evelyn felt like she had fallen into a firm embrace…

Inside the hospital.

guarded a hospital

stood at

silently watched Henry, not daring to

lost the color on her lips, her face as pale as paper. If it weren’t for the faint

was enveloped in

His sharp gaze

too strong, and Madam’s lungs were almost shattered. With

Actually, he wanted to tell the boss to

have the courage.

fell silent for a moment and spoke

the way to Frank, he kept his fingers crossed that Evelyn

top speed. After carefully examining Evelyn, he glared

doing? Playing a prank on me?” Frank pushed Henry, “What have I offend you, making you gather so many people to deceive

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do you mean? How

Why are you all talking about her as if she’s

Minor injuries?

could that

half an hour ago, and

were clearly visible.

you… have you checked it

“What do you mean? Dean Foley, do you doubt my

wouldn’t dare…” Dean Foley

a look

tightly. He asked Dean Foley in a low voice, “Are you sure you didn’t pick up

and exclusive equipment for Madam; there was no

and said,

was sent back to the

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