Chapter 25 How Could He
Ronald woke up in a VIP hospital room. Although he suffered from multiple bone fractures from the fall from his balcony, the injuries were not fatal. He landed on top of a car when he fell, reducing the impact.
He stabilized after surgery and was transferred to a VIP hospital room. He was surprised to find himself still alive. He tried to get up from the bed but realized he was strapped to the bed.
Someone opened the door while he was struggling. He froze as he saw who it was. He was terrified. “Mr. Quincy,” he said feebly, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Noah walked toward Ronald, his eyes flashing with anger. “Tell me who ordered you to hurt my son.” His threatening look sent shivers down Ronald’s spine.
Wayne entered the room with a few bodyguards. He pulled a chair for Noah to sit beside the bed.
“Mr. Quincy, I did not hurt your son,” Ronald tried to explain, but Noah wasn’t buying it. He was disappointed. “Wrong answer.”
“Please trust me, Mr. Quincy! I’m telling the truth.” Ronald pleaded. Before he could continue, an excruciating pain shot up his leg, and he screamed in agony.
legs. Ronald fainted from pain and was brutally woken up. His face went as
Noah cruelly, “If you don’t tell me the truth, I will make you suffer so bad you
left arm. He screamed as he struggled on the bed. He was mortified. His legs were broken because he tried to lie; now he hadn’t even said a word, and his left arm was broken. He looked at Noah,
“Are you scared? I’ll show you some mercy if you tell
me!” Ronald
“You know, it doesn’t matter. I will find out who you’re trying to hide sooner or
and turned around. He took off his gloves and threw them
everything on my own. I’m telling the truth!” Ronald shouted with
and she was dreaming about the fateful night
wet in the rain, and despite the pain in her stomach, she was kneeling in front of Noah, begging him to trust her. However,
when it was Angie who murdered Gordon. Madeline tried to explain, but he wouldn’t listen to a
ping from her cell phone woke her up. She sat up, panting. She pulled herself together and checked her cell phone. There were messages from Thomas. She had never been so grateful to get texts
ready, Mommy! A special gift from your
Your gift
“Mommy! Are you still busy counting money with my little brother?”
“I’m sad. Nobody wants me.”
The last text was sent a minute ago. Madeline laughed as she imagined that punk pretending to cry. She swiftly replied, “I’m sorry, I have just woken up. Will you please forgive me for replying late?”
Thomas immediately sent another text. “Fine. I know you love me.” He took a few selfies and sent them to his mother, smiling triumphantly.
Madeline was about to reply when she heard a loud chopping noise from the roof. The noise became louder and louder, and she had to get to the roof to find out what it was.
A helicopter had landed on the helipad built on the roof. She was anxious, not knowing what the visitor wanted. A pilot got out of the helicopter and greeted Madeline with a huge teddy bear made from preserved roses. There was an inscription on the teddy bear that spelled “Thomas Grant”.
“Ms. Madeline, I’m pleased to present to you the A1808 helicopter,” said the pilot, beaming, “Thank you for your purchase, and please enjoy flying with this gorgeous aircraft.”
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