True Love Waits

Chapter 450 Evelyn Huo

The doctor's face became a mask of fear. "Mr. Huo?"

Carlos twisted the doctor's arm behind his back. This caused a surge of pain, and the doctor whined and dropped the syringe.

Frankie carefully picked the syringe up, took a pair of miniature pliers from his pocket, removed the needle, and threw it into the discarded needle bin. He then placed the syringe into his bag. When they heard the sounds of struggle inside, the two bodyguards burst into the room, caught hold of the doctor and brought him to the floor.

"Mr. Huo? Wh-what's going on?" the doctor cried.

Carlos stood up and straightened his shirt. In a cold voice, he ordered, "Take him out."

Inside the doctor's office

Carlos took out a cigarette, lit it and took a drag before he made himself comfortable on the couch. He needed to be alert for this, and felt that relaxing would help free his mind.

The bodyguards dragged the doctor in and forced him to kneel before their boss.

Carlos sat there quietly, glaring icily at him. The doctor shuddered with fear.

While Carlos shed the cherry from his cigarette with a tap, Frankie walked back into the room. He had just handed the syringe to an aide, who would have the contents analyzed. "Dr. Zhu, what were you planning to inject Mr. Huo with?"

"Mr. Huo... He's not strong enough yet. His memory hasn't recovered. The medicine... is...memantine. It treats memory loss, confusion, and problems with...ugh...thinking and reasoning..." The doctor was on the floor, both bodyguards sitting on him. One of them, a large-framed man, looked at Carlos, who merely nodded. The big man took one of the doctor's arms that was already behind his back and twisted. With a sickening snap, the bodyguard dislocated the man's arm. "No! What are you- Aaagh!"

Tears fell. Drops of sweat began to form on his forehead and his face was as pale as a sheet. "M-Mr. Huo... p-please!"

Carlos flicked the ashes from his cigarette and remained silent.

Dr. Zhu. Now tell the truth, quickly. Mr. Huo is a busy

lips and closed his

of patience, Carlos threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray and stood up. "Bury him alive," he ordered, his voice steady,

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

he was at death's door, knocking loudly. He immediately called out to Carlos, who was

looked down at the doctor and said slowly, "Mind your tongue. If you lie to me again..."

Mr. Huo, please,

of the bodyguards kicked

A benzodiazepine class drug. A midazolam derivative. You can't get that here. He went online and found it there. Real black market stuff. Used by human traffickers. He set up an injection schedule,

"Cut the tendons of both wrists, and find out what else he's done. If he

a mouthful of smoke, he continued, "Your daughter is studying abroad, right? Pull

already investigated his family before he came here. He pleaded desperately, "This has nothing to do with them. Please! And

Carlos snorted, saying nothing.

body and brain by malpractice and malice. You need to pay

left the private hospital, and headed to the hospital where Niles

arrived, Niles was analyzing the contents of the drug with

a serious expression, "Carlos, the contents of the drug are very complicated. The best we can figure out is that it's a midazolam derivative. But there's other stuff in here, a real cocktail.

and said, "Okay. Just send the

"Sure."

release. She had to work on

day. Debbie felt really grateful to him. However, she heard a rumor that Carlos had a daughter whose name was Evelyn Huo and that she was in

Instead of calling Carlos, she

bright, well-behaved. You know what, the kids are so envious of her to have such a pretty mom and such a rich, handsome dad," Lucinda said cheerfully. "So...

He drove her to school personally and picked her up