NovelEnglishHis subordinates were busy putting on oxygen masks and feeding him medicine. After a while, Marcus finally calmed down a little.
"Hurry up and investigate. Hurry up and find out what happened.” "Okay, Mr. Yanice." "Mr. Yanice, don't be too angry. You have to pay attention to your health now." The special nurse couldn't help but comfort him.
Marcus took a few more deep breaths while wearing an oxygen mask before he gradually calmed down.
During this period of time, he had really spent a lot of effort and money to kill Bruce.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIf he failed again, he would really die with grievances.
In the evening, the person who went to inquire had finally returned.
"Mr. Yanice. We have received reliable news that the person who died in the hospital was indeed not Bruce," the subordinate reported solemnly.
When Marcus heard this, he sat up shakily. "Cough, cough. Who's the dead man?" "At first, we thought he was Bruce, but today, we received confirmation that Bruce has been living in Ritz Villa.
"I don't know who the dead man is. | heard that his subordinates called him Mr. Boris, but he does look exactly like Bruce." Boom! When Marcus heard this, his murky and sinister eyes rolled around before he took a deep breath to calm himself.
He should have known that Bruce would not be killed so easily.
It was understandable for a top tycoon like Bruce to arrange a few substitutes around him.
What a pity. Marcus had spent so much effort and price during this period of time, but he had only killed one substitute.
"Bruce is indeed a younger generation worthy of respect. At such a young age, he's actually so shrewd and meticulous. Cough, cough..." Marcus coughed a few more times, and there was something rushed up to his throat from his chest. "Cough, cough... Barf..." A mouthful of phlegm wrapped in dirty black blood clots was coughed out, and he could finally breathe normally.
Seeing this, the beautiful special nurse standing by was shocked and hurriedly wiped the corner of his lips. "Oh my god... Mr.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYanice, you're vomiting blood." Marcus took a few breaths of oxygen. His turbid eyes darkened as he looked at the beautiful special nurse with a sad and dignified expression. "Miya, how long have you been by my side?" Miya's eyes flashed and a trace of gratitude appeared on her beautiful and outstanding face. "Mr. Yanice, it's been almost three years." Marcus rolled his eyes around and looked at Miya gloomily. "How am | treating you?" "Mr. Yanice, you treat me like your own granddaughter. Without you, | would have died long ago." Miya was the granddaughter of Marcus's former housekeeper.
When she was ten years old, her family encountered a disaster and she was the only one left in the family. All these years, it was Marcus who sponsored her studies and nurtured her various skills. He treated her like his own granddaughter.
She was now Marcus's most capable special nurse and bodyguard. In recent years, Marcus had lived in seclusion and rarely appeared in public, so not many people had seen Miya.
Marcus's eyes turned cold as he carefully sized up Miya.
Miya was young and beautiful, and she was extremely intelligent. Coupled with her extraordinary skill, perhaps... He could use a honey trap to arrange for Miya to be by Bruce's side.
"Mr. Yanice, why are you looking at me like that? If you have any instructions, please instruct me directly.” Marcus raised his hand slightly. "All of you, get out first!" "Okay." The rest of the servants got out.
After everyone left, Marcus stood up shakily. "Miya, I'm now giving you a mission..." mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLII0fiflO& 1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWL1i10fif10&1 mmMwWLIiI0fiflO&1
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