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 man,

and closed his eyes before

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

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

tell the truth!" The doctor felt he was at death's door, knocking loudly. He immediately called out

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

Mr. Huo,

doctor could finish, one of the bodyguards kicked him

Mr. James Huo... asked me to... inject you with a drug that would mess with your memory. 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, so you

Carlos everything. Ten minutes later, Carlos cast a sidelong glance at him, lit another cigarette and told Frankie, "Cut the tendons of both wrists, and find out what else he's done. If he did this, he's done other illegal things. His wife, too. Report her to the

"Your daughter is studying abroad, right? Pull her out of

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

Carlos snorted, saying nothing.

did to Mr. Huo? You caused damage to his body and brain by malpractice

his men left the private hospital, and headed to the hospital

they arrived, Niles was analyzing the contents of the

with a serious expression, "Carlos, the contents of the drug are very complicated. The best we can figure out is

Just send the

"Sure."

schedule for her new release. She had to work on a new album. She also had to attend to fashion shows, as well as televised music and variety shows. Not to

Debbie

had a bad feeling about this. Instead of calling Carlos, she called Lucinda first. "Hi Aunt Lucinda. How's

such a pretty mom and such a rich, handsome dad," Lucinda said cheerfully. "So... Carlos picked her up himself?"

personally and picked