NovelEnglishChapter 113 "Dad! Dad! I was wrong!" In the living room, Adrian was being dragged out by two burly men in suits, his cries echoing through the house.
"I really know I messed up this time, I promise I'll do better next time! Just giveone more chance! Please don't sendto Grandpa's, I'm begging you! Dad! Dad!" Dangling in the air, his limbs flailed as he struggled, but he was quickly restrained.
Lysander stood on the staircase, looking down with an impassive gaze.
"This is already your second chance. If you can't get it right, there are consequences. Adrian, not everything comes with a second chance." Panic seized Adrian's heart as a realization dawned on him. He shouted, "Mom! I want to see Mom! I'm not leaving, I want to see my mom!" "Take him away." Lysander ordered coldly, "Give my regards to the old man." The bodyguards nodded and carried the young master out, his cries and screams trailing down the hallway until they were cut off by the closing car door.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA black car drove out of Crimson Gardens.
Leonard stood behind Lysander, observing everything.
He asked, "The old man knows what's going on. Young Adrian is going to have a tough tover there. Are you sure about this?" Lysander smiled, "He's been getting too comfortable lately; it's the learns a lesson." Leonard said no more.
Harper, her eyes red, cover after tidying up the chaos in the living room. "Sir, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I shouldn't have let Madam be alone with those people." Lysander waved it off.
"No worries. Just make sure there's plenty of nourishing soup to send to the hospital regularly." After giving a few simple instructions, he walked out and got into the car.
Before starting the engine, Leonard handed over a tablet with sprepared information. "Here's the dossier on Charlotte." Lysander glanced at it, his eyes catching something interesting.
"Well, isn't this intriguing? Charlotte has sfamily connections with Giselle. Mr. Harvey seems to be playing quite the game." Leonard asked, "Should we inform Ms. Harvey?" "What's the rush?" Lysander chuckled, his fox-like eyes glinting in the dim light. "Do you think Giselle knows or doesn't know? How curious that my future brother-in-law's fiancée is her." He laughed softly, tossing the tablet aside.
The car left Crimson Gardens, heading through the snowy night towards Metropolitan Hospital.
Upon arrival at the hospital, Lysander first visited the VIP ward.
He sat in a chair next to the hospital bed, gazing at the woman who lay there, her face pale, eyes shut in a deep sleep. Gently, he touched the thick white bandage wrapped around her forehead.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"The wound isn't big, but it's not exactly small either. It was close to her eye, and she lost quite a bit of blood. It was dangerous."
Recalling the doctor's words, he sighed softly, "Why fight fight with me? Wouldn't it be better to just be obedient like before?" The door to the room opened, and Leonard entered.
"The evidence of Madam's injury was documented with photographs during her admission and treatment." Lysander nodded slightly, rising to his feet. "Cwith me. Leave a few people to watch over her." They descended to another room in the hospital.
Hugo had a small cut on his head too.
But since Mila had been dizzy at the time, her strength was In was weak, and the blow wasn't severe, so his injury n.
wasn't serious.
Despite this, he'd never experienced such hardship before. The sight of O blood made his legs go weak, and he fainted on the spot. He hadn't regained consciousness since the stitches. Charlotte sat by his bedside, looking at him with disdain. "Pathetic." The door to the room suddenly opened. She turned her head, her eyes lighting up as two tall, handsmen stepped in.
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