Chapter 730

Ricky was lying on the road and bleeding profusely from his forehead.

The driver stood nearby, repeating in panic, ’I didn't run into him, I didn't... He hit my car..."

’Just help me already!" Irene snapped-she could not move Ricky by herself.

Moreover, he was at risk after having recently undergone a heart transplant, leaving his body weaker than most. She must get Ricky checked, and had no time for the blame game.

The driver quickly went up and carried Ricky to Irene's car, but although the chauffeur floored the gas pedal, it was not until half an hour later that they reached a hospital.

Although Irene did not work there, she had a medical license and was given permission to stay while a doctor examined Ricky.

Fortunately, he was fine-just unconscious from a concussion.

They cleaned the cut on his head and kept him for observation, and he would be allowed to leave if he did not feel unwell over the next 24 hours.

As Irene stepped outside, she saw that the driver had come as well. He was worried about getting into trouble, but he came regardless and was worriedly pacing around the walkway uneasily.

’You can go now," Irene told him.

began, "I've called my insurance

We won't pursue further responsibility, so you can

did not want trouble either, and Ricky was fine

be going now?’ the driver asked

she was so agreeable, and he

and

no one around, Irene told his chauffeur to stay. "Wait here until Ricky wakes up. Then you

replied, and Irene left, taking a taxi

by then, and she washed her hands

and treated him like a toy, and

but insisted on hugging his baby brother to

would not let him near the bed when it was bedtime, or he would keep

Seeing Irene, he happily threw

his head. "Were you a

said after thinking about it, and then chirped,

grown up I see," Irene

Bzzt...

vibrated, and she whipped it out

"Mr. Jefferson is

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