"Don't worry, I promise I won't harm you this time. Even if our cooperation fails, I won't do anything to you," Abel reassured him.

"Where are you in the hospital?" Pierre's heart stirred. He had no choice but to rely on Karen.

Deep down, though, he knew Karen was unreliable.

Relying on her was worse than relying on the person he was about to cooperate with!

"I'm in the hospital cafeteria right now. Not inside but facing the parking lot," said Abel as he glanced around at his surroundings.

The hospital at night was far less lively than during the day, and the cafeteria had no food at this hour. As such, there were hardly any people around.

"Wait for me." Pierre hung up the phone and shouted loudly at the door, "Come in!"

The ward was well soundproofed, and Elena had closed the door tightly. That was why she did not hear Pierre's voice.

Pierre frowned and had no choice but to continue yelling loudly, "Come in!"

This time, Elena heard it and quickly poked her head in. "Mr. Pierre, did you call me?"

"Who else would I call? Are you deaf? Do I have to shout so many times?" Pierre looked displeased.

Elena pushed the door open, walked in, and immediately explained, "The soundproofing in the ward is excellent. I couldn't hear anything..."

"Get the wheelchair ready." Pierre was too lazy to argue with her. He just wanted to go see Abel now.

"Okay." Elena unfolded the wheelchair from the corner and pushed it to the bedside. "Do you need to go to the toilet?"

Pierre usually strongly resisted using a wheelchair. He always felt that once he sat in it, he would not be able to get out.

Thus, he only used it when he needed to go to the toilet. Otherwise, he strongly resisted.

The doctor said he should go out in the wheelchair to get some sun as it would help with bone healing. However, Pierre refused to do so. There was nothing the doctor and nurse could do about it.

Therefore, Elena subconsciously thought Pierre needed the wheelchair to go to the toilet.

"Who told you I needed to go to the toilet? Help me sit." Pierre glared at her. He hated it when Elena made random guesses.

puzzled. If not the toilet,

directly lifted Pierre onto the wheelchair and fastened the seatbelt. She asked, "Mr. Pierre, if you're not going to

so you're pushing me

The nurse was surprised. Walking at night instead of during

were not many people around at night and the weather was not too

cafeteria,” replied Pierre as Elena pushed

food in the cafeteria now," added

to be clever?" Pierre

shut her

two passed the nurse's station,

Was this Pierre Mallory?

willing to come out in a

asked, "Visiting hours will end soon. Where are you

like to go downstairs for

be bothered

nurse caught sight of Pierre’s frosty expression, and she could not be bothered to continue the conversation either. Therefore, she

she

Elena felt cheerful.

She liked walking around.

him

downstairs for some fresh air now

and Elena carefully pushed

The elevator doors closed.

nurse watched them from behind, she could not help but mutter to herself, "He doesn't go out during the day but goes out at night. It's strange. And he clearly

nighttime now. There aren't as many

are common in hospitals. Even if

replied the security

he's been in the hospital for so long that

guard nodded,

arrived downstairs in the

doors opened, Pierre commanded,

there, and it was the darkest area at night. Was he planning to let himself

she could not say these things out loud. She just went along with him and pushed him to a spot not far

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