Chapter 87 Do You Have Something To Say?


    Chapter 87 Do you have something to say?


    Upon hearing this, both Dale and his disciple''s faces turned sour.


    Deep within Dale''s eyes, a hint of resentment surged.


    Dale was renowned for his medical skills and respected wherever he went. When had he ever been


    mocked like this?


    But in order to save his life, he still begged with tears and snot, "Great deity, I was wrong! I


    underestimated you. You are a big man with great magnanimity. Please help me! After all, if I am


    infected with the zombie virus and turn into a zombie that bites others, won''t it harm others as well?


    Please save me!"


    L chuckled, "Heheheh... you''re so scared. Your bite wound is nothing serious; no need for


    treatment. Liam has not fully turned into a zombie yet; the virus hasn''t spread to his teeth yet. If


    you''re still worried though, just take a bath in some glutinous rice soup."


    Upon hearing this, Dale knelt on the ground in shock.


    "Really... really? You''re not one of those who see death but don''t save?"


    "Really! Like you said earlier - even if I didn''t help you out here today - do you think I''d want you to


    go around biting people?" L sneered.


    "Hmph!" Dale''s eyes flickered several times before coldly snorting and standing up.


    "You should have told us earlier!" His young disciple red at L angrily before cursing under


    his breath. "Let''s go!"


    With a flick of his sleeve, Dale strode out of the vi without looking back. The few people present


    exchanged confused nces.


    "Who would have thought that the renowned Dr. Hall would have such poor character?" Morgan


    shook her head in disbelief.


    As soon as Dale left, his face turned red and then ck, his expression darkening. He felt like he


    had lost face today!


    Not only did he fail to cure Liam''s illness, but he was also humiliated by L and forced to kneel


    before him. It was a shameful experience!


    "That damn brat deliberately made me look bad! I''ll make sure to get revenge for this humiliation!"


    Dale gritted his teeth in anger.


    He didn''t reflect on himself at all; instead, he med L entirely for what happened.


    "That''s right! That little punk intentionally embarrassed you!" His young disciple added fuel to the


    fire.


    Meanwhile, L and Vincent lingered at the Barker''s residence for a while longer.


    Vincent caught up with Morgan and they reminisced about old times. During the conversation, Mr.


    and Mrs. Barker expressed their gratitude to L, and they exchanged contact information.


    After leaving the Barker family''s home, Vincent''s face turned angry. "Who could be so malicious as


    to harm Liam in such a way?"


    Morgan was Vincent''s closest friend, while Liam was like a nephew to him. Seeing someone almost


    kill him naturally made him furious.


    "This matter is far from over," L said with a serious expression. "If that person wants to harm


    Liam and finds out that he is safe, she or he will surelye back."


    Vincent looked frightened and worried. "What should we do then?"


    L shrugged helplessly. "We''ll have to take it one step at a time. Keep in touch with Mr.


    Barker''s family more often so that if anything unusual happens, you can contact me."


    Vincent nodded before taking out an exquisitely crafted invitation card with gold edges and handing


    it over to L.


    "What is this for?" L asked curiously.


    "Oh," Vincent replied nonchntly, "I''m hosting a business exchange event in Ednd soon and if


    you''re interested, you can bring your wife along too." He continued on saying how Miranda had an


    unquestionable talent in the business world; making new connections would be beneficial for future


    development.


    L thought about it before epting the invitation card from Vincent''s hand without any


    hesitation or reluctance towards attending this event hosted by him - after all who knew what


    opportunities may arise?


    To be honest, Miranda now managed the family business and most of her business partners were


    built through connections with the Lowe family. However, these rtionships were not reliable, just


    like what happened with Sonny before. Miranda didn''t have many personal connections herself.


    Thinking about the way Victoria did things, L thought it would be good for Miranda to take


    advantage of this opportunity to expand herwork.


    That night, L first took Nora home and then drove to pick up the beautiful CEO from Lowe''s


    Pharmaceutical. When he arrived on the top floor, he ran into Shelly.


    "Mr. Willis, are you here to pick up Ms. Lowe?" Shelly asked.


    "Yeah," nodded L.


    Shelly pointed in the direction of the conference room and said, "She''s in a meeting."


    Then she changed her tone and said, "Ms. Lowe and many members of her family are also here..."


    L made a sound of agreement but couldn''t help raising his eyebrows. He felt that something


    was off!


    At that moment, the door to the conference room opened.


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    Miranda walked out first, her face looking very upset and her beautiful eyes slightly red.


    "Honey, what''s wrong?" L asked as he approached her.


    Seeing him, Miranda felt like all the pressure and frustration she had experienced in the meeting


    room was finally released. Her eyes became even more teary.


    "Thepany''s ount has been frozen. We can''t ess the 130 million deposit we just received.


    Because of increased production, we owe a lot of money to suppliers including Mr. Elliott," she said


    with a hint of resentment in her voice and choking back tears. "If we don''t unfreeze our ount


    within a week and pay off our debts on time, we may facewsuits."


    "It''s Isa again," L frowned upon hearing this news. The guy just wouldn''t give up until he got


    what he wanted - Miranda!


    "Miranda, if you have any conscience left at all, please don''t let me and other rtives suffer


    because of this," cried Victoria from behind them with all her might.


    Everyone who came out from inside the conference room also looked at Miranda with concern on


    their faces.


    Miranda was surrounded by piercing gazes that felt like sharp swords, carrying a sense of urgency.


    "Ha, the mighty Lowe family can''t even handle Isa? You''re just going to burden a weak woman with


    the fate of your entire n?" L spoke up, defending his wife. "If you have the guts, why don''t


    you fight Isa yourselves? Why should my wife be sacrificed?"


    ording to their agreement, if Miranda could increasepany profits tenfold, then the family


    should protect her and help her refuse Isa''s pressure. But now they were going back on their word


    and pushing all the pressure onto Miranda instead.


    "Victoria, aren''t you ashamed?" L continued to question them loudly and passionately for


    Miranda''s sake.


    As his words trailed off, tears welled up in Miranda''s eyes as she looked at this man who was willing


    to speak up for her in such a way. She felt deeply moved by his actions.


    Meanwhile Victoria and other members of the Lowe family had faces that shifted between anger


    and uncertainty. "You bastard! This is our business! What right do you have to speak here as just a


    puppet son-inw?" Victoria fumed as she mmed her cane onto the ground in frustration.