Savage Love On His Wheelchair

The next morning, Wilson was sitting at the table eating breakfast when he received a call from Doris, "Boss, our goods were

robbed and Roger was injured and is now being resuscitated."

Hannah, sitting on the side, heard the conversation on the phone, her hand holding the soup spoon gave a slight lurch, and when

she looked up she saw that Wilson had left the table.

"Didn't | tell you guys to go over there and pick up the pieces? How could this still happen?"

At this moment, Wilson's handsand cool face is gloomy and frightening, and the coldness emanating from his body suddenly

drops, as if in the Antarctic.

"This matter is very strange to say, the people who robbed our goods is the World Killer League organization, while the one who

injured Roger is the Belgian police, and it seems tothat the other side already knew about us, and Roger was also accidentally

shot by the other side when retreating."

Speaking of which, Doris slammed his fist heavily on the table and blamed himself, "It's all my fault, if | had believed that man

before, Roger would not have been injured and our arms would not have been robbed."

"What's going on?"

Doris on the other side of the phone felt the killing intent emanating from Wilson's body and said, "The thing is this, after | received

the mission from you suddenly received a message saying that the other side has a fraud, let us hurry to retreat, | also went to

check the other side's IP, but did not find, | thought it was a prank, so | did not care too much, did not think it was actually It is

true."

Hearing Doris' words, a little pink piggy suddenly appeared in Wilson's mind and he couldn't help but ask, "Does a little pink piggy

appear on the screen?"

At that, Doris said with a surprised look on her face, "Boss, how do you know?"

"This man has helpedseveral times before, | just didn't expect him to send the message to you this time."

For this mysterious hacker, Mr. Grant has been secretly investigating, but the other party every tafter sending a message like

in the evaporated, no clue to investigate.

"Boss, is this person an enemy or a friend?"

"Not an enemy, not a friend."

The words fell sound, Doris's forehead instantly appeared three black lines, the original world also has their boss is not sure of

things.

Thinking this way, Doris's heart is also much more balanced, although he is in a good frof mind?

For this non-friend or foe hacker, Wilson heart more or less understand, according to Doris's description, the other party robbed his

goods in turn is a big help to him, but those vacant appearances of the police, it seems to be someone dug a pit waiting for him to

jump.

"Let Winter take care of Roger while you and Spring secretly investigate the main cause of this incident, and remember, stay safe."

Rubbing his chin, Wilson's eyes flashed with an obscure light, it seems that all of this and he is absolutely unrelated.

Thinking, Wilson grabbed the couch on the chair and put it on, ready to go out.

"Wilson, are you going out?"

Hannah was just standing in the doorway with a glass of milk when she saw Wilson coming out from inside with his coat and

couldn't help but ask.

"How did you get here?"

A hint of displeasure flashed across Wilson's face as he looked at her and asked.

"I just saw that you didn't even eat anything, so | went to the kitchen to heat up a glass of milk for you to cup."

After glancing at the milk in her hand, Wilson said indifferently, "I'm already full, just let the servants do this kind of things in the

future."

With that, Wilson headed outside.

"Hey ......"

Looking at Wilson, who was already far away, Hannah's face was ugly. She had been here for several days, and Wilson always kept

a certain distance from her, so that she had no way to do anything at all.

Hannah's eyes fell on the closed study doorway in front of her, and her eyes kept rolling.

"Miss Ham, what are you doing here?"

Owen saw her standing at the door of the study and said to her with a somewhat ugly face, "Miss Ham, | forgot to tell you that the

young master's study is off limits to anyone, and if the young master finds out, he will be angry."

Hannah heard Owen say this, suddenly understand why Wilson's face just now will be so hard to look at.

"Sorry Grandpa Owen, | just saw that Wilson hadn't eaten any breakfast and was worried that he would starve, so | warmed up a

glass of milk for her to cover."

Owen glanced at the milk in her hand, then smiled and said, "The Grant family except for The Great Young Lady's milk young

master will drink, other people's milk young master is not drink."

"Why?"

Hannah asked without thinking.

The sglass of milk, why Rosemary brewed he drank, she brewed not to drink.

"Because the young master has a cleanliness problem."

"So that's how it is, it seems I'm being nosy."

Hannah handed the milk in her hand to Owen and smiled, "Since that's the case, I'll ask Grandpa Owen to bring it down for me,

and I'll go to my room."

"Okay."

Looking at her despondent figure, Owen shook his head helplessly and walked downstairs with the milk in his hand.

Wilson cstraight from The Grant family to Edmund's office. Edmund, who was looking at the medical records, looked at Wilson

who cin a hurry, explained a few words to the nurse beside him, put down the medical records in his hands and asked, "Why

are you free to ctotoday, are you here to visit your aunt and uncle? "

"Well, stopping by to see you."

Edmund placed the brewed coffee in front of him, sat down opposite him, folded his legs together casually, and said, "Looking at

you, you don't seem to be in a good mood?"

"The Belgian side of the shipment was robbed, and Roger got shot."

He picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, and slowly spoke.

"Did the people over there do that?"

"I don't think so, there's something fishy about this time, it's directed at me, and if my guess is good, it should have something to

do with my so-called little uncle."

At that, Edmund frowned slightly, it seems that this man's power is bigger than they thought.

"So what are you going to do about it, do you need my help?"

Edmund has always been well aware of Wilson's affairs, and although Joseph has been stepping in all these years, it doesn't mean

he knows nothing about his affairs.

"Not yet. By the way, how is Fiona's condition?"

Yesterday Rosemary was on the phone talking about Fiona's condition and her tone was full of worry.

"All the body pointers are normal, Crystal said Fiona used their family's forbidden art when she was in the village, it takes some

tto recover, let us just keep a good watch on her."

When it comes to Fiona's condition, Edmund's face is full of doubts. Although he knows they are a hidden family, he doesn't

understand what kind of secret they are carrying that can make the other side exterminate their family.