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.

done to Mr. Huo, Dr. Zhu. Now tell the truth, quickly.

doctor bit his lips and closed his eyes before

the ashtray and stood up. "Bury him alive," he ordered, his voice steady, betraying no emotion. He gave the order

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

Stop! I'll tell the truth!" The doctor felt he was at death's door, knocking loudly. He immediately called out to Carlos, who was about

and said slowly, "Mind your tongue. If

won't! Mr. Huo, please,

one of the bodyguards kicked him hard and

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

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

studying abroad, right? Pull

before he came here. He pleaded desperately, "This has nothing to do with them. Please! And I have

Carlos snorted, saying nothing.

you did to Mr. Huo? You caused damage to his body and brain by malpractice and malice. You need to pay him a billion dollars in compensation." 'A billion?' The

and his men left the private hospital, and

the contents of

mask and told Carlos 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

Just send the results

"Sure."

She had to work on a new album. She also

of Evelyn. Father and daughter were staying at the manor, and he even drove her to the kindergarten and picked her up every 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 the same kindergarten class as

feeling about this. Instead of calling

doing great, of course. Very bright, well-behaved. You know what, the kids are so envious of her to have such a pretty mom and such a rich, handsome

drove her to school personally