Chapter 1316 Santiago Is Hurt


    Unfortunately...


    Something flickered.


    With the sound of a lighter flicking, a speck of starlight guttered. A cigarette was lit, and a


    figure eventually emerged from the dark.


    Taking a drag on his cigarette, Jacky had a dozen or so people at his heels.


    At the same time when those people came over, each of them was holding a bat and were facing the


    people surrounding Santiago and Raeleigh.


    "You have balls, I''ll give you that. I have arranged so many watchmen in the hospital, but you''re a real


    badass toe in. It seems that you have a strong... death wish."


    Raeleigh''s breath trembled as she looked at Santiago, who smiled and said, "At least we won''t die, will


    we?"


    Raeleigh pursed her lips, mming up.


    Santiago hid Raeleigh behind him to shield her from any idental attacks. Raeleigh wanted toe


    out. Santiago told her, "I''m tall and strong. You can''t stop anything even if you stand in front of me. You


    should hide behind me. Even if I die, I will die a lone man. What''s more, I won''t kick the bucket just like


    that. So, stay put like a good girl, and be quiet. When it''s time, I''ll take you back."


    "There will be bloodshed, and it won''t be a pretty scene for anyone."


    Raeleigh closed her mouth and tightly grabbed Santiago''s clothes, hiding behind him for protection.


    The person opposite him turned around to face Jacky. One of them asked, "Who the h*ll are you? Do


    you have any idea who we are?"


    "I don''t give a sh*t about your background. And don''t ask me who I am. We are all people where


    fighting is our second nature. Save your b*tching. If I fall into your hands, then you can kill me. If you


    fall into my hands, then you will meet the same fate as me."


    "How dare you! We are..."


    Without waiting for the scoundrel to say anything, Jacky snatched the bat from the person beside him


    and aimed it at him. He swung the bat at the scoundrel''s head. With a jarring thump, he fell to the


    ground, twitching.


    "Didn''t you hear me the first time? I don''t give a sh*t about your background. Save your b*tching."


    Jacky''s cold aura was like a whistling wind, gushing at a big in field. In an instant, it froze for as far


    as a thousand miles.


    The five or six people who had arrived could not find their voices. Jacky jutted his chin and someone


    immediately came up. They first knocked the attackers unconscious before dragging them away.


    After the scene was cleaned up, Jacky handed a cigarette to Santiago. He watched Santiago take a


    breath before asking, "Everything okay?"


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    Santiago smiled. "The show must go on."


    Raeleigh said instead, "But he is wounded all over."


    As she spoke, Raeleigh''s tears could not stop flowing from her eyes.


    Jacky nced at Raeleigh but didn''t say anything. On the contrary, it was Santiago who said, "What''s


    there to cry about? Boy, you''re giving me secondhand embarrassment. Stop crying!"


    Even though his voice was harsh, Raeleigh''s crying had only be worse. Jackyughed, for he


    could hear that Santiago''s words were underlined with his adoration for her.


    It was just that Jacky did not have any interest in other people''s love lives.


    "Go and bandage your wound first." Jacky stretched out a hand and helped Santiago to walk. When he


    was at Santiago''s age, he had not reached this level yet. To put it bluntly, a person''s experience


    needed time and hardships before it was perfected. However, Santiago did not even need that much


    time yet he already possessed the experience his peers would never amount to.


    Jacky was not envious, only that a measure of sentimentality tugged at his heart.


    Santiago seemed to be fine after being supported as he stood, but his body was bleeding, which


    scared the living daylights out of Raeleigh.


    Holding Santiago''s hands tightly, Raeleigh kept asking him, "Santiago, how are you holding up?"


    Santiago looked at Raeleigh with a funny look. "Haven''t I told you I wouldn''t die? Why do you look like


    you''re already grieving for me?"


    Raeleigh wiped her tears and stared at Santiago. "It''s good that you are alright."


    Santiago was amused. The smile on his pale face froze. He turned around and held Jacky''s shoulder


    tightly. "No matter what happens, don''t leave her."


    Jacky looked at Raeleigh. "Don''t worry."


    Santiago nodded. His pitch-ck pupils moved in his eye sockets. He lost his bnce and fainted.


    "Santiago, Santiago..."


    Raeleigh almost screamed. She tried to hold his hand, but his hand slipped out of her palm.


    Jacky held him back. He took a step forward and carried Santiago on his back. He spat out the


    cigarette in his mouth. "Stop crying. He''s injured with a knife, and I don''t know if it''s poisonous. Call


    Jepherson."


    Raeleigh was busy wiping her tears. Then, she remembered what had happened to her phone. Her


    phone was lost. She searched for a phone on Santiago''s body while Jacky was running to the


    emergency room with Santiago on his back. Raeleigh found his phone and called Jepherson.


    The phone was connected quickly, and Raeleigh almost cried out before the other side could ask


    anything. "Something terrible has happened. Come to the emergency department quickly."


    Jepherson frowned, and then nced at Ste still in the middle of her pity party. His voice was calm. "I


    got you. I''ll go now."


    Jepherson stood up and disconnected the call, saying, "I have something to attend to. I''lle back


    once I''m done."


    "Will you reallye back?" Ste''s face was misted over with sadness. She refused to eat any food,


    which led to her body weakening.


    "Hmm."


    Jepherson came out of Ste''s ward and stared at her parents, who were talking to Aron. He ordered


    his men, "The president and his wife must be protected round the clock, with no mistakes to spare."


    "Yes, sir."


    Jepherson picked up his phone and called Aron.


    While Aron was talking, his cell phone rang. When he saw that it was Jepherson, he immediately stood


    up and said, "Mr. Harvey, excuse me while I take the call."


    "Go ahead."


    Calvin did not discover anything. He held Belle''s hand and looked at Stuart. Aron was not far away, but


    his eyes were looking in the opposite direction. Jepherson took a look at Aron and went downstairs.


    "Something happened to Santiago, Mr. Aron. Please summon Elliot here to protect my parents."


    Aron could be heard talking on the phone. "Alright. Oh, and I''ll give you your money by the end of the


    month. It slipped my mind. Don''t you worry. The money''s yours."


    Aron smiled with amusement. Belle looked at Aron, who hung up the phone and could not help but to


    ask, "Aron, are you short of money?"


    Aron turned around and shook his head. "No, not at all. I just forgot. I boughtnd in the countryside


    and have to pay an annual rent. They are short of money this year and have already urged me to give


    them an advance. I forgot to pay and they mistook me for not paying them, so here it is, their friendly


    reminder in a call."


    "You should have paid them Tristany. They must have encountered a problem."


    Belle said, and Aron nodded repeatedly.


    Calvin continued to look at Stuart, who was without any response.


    "Mr. Harvey, I''m going to withdraw some money."


    Aron said and turned to the elevator. Calvin did not answer, his eyes glued to Stuart. But Belle felt


    something was wrong. Why was his hand, she thought, so devoid of warmth?


    "Calvin, what''s wrong? Are you feeling cold?"


    Belle bombarded him with questions. Calvin responded and immediately stood up. "I''m going to the


    washroom. Wait for me. Hadrian, take good care of Madam Belle."


    "Yes, sir."


    Hadrian also felt that there was something amiss with Mr. Harvey''s mood.


    Getting up, Calvin walked down the stairs. Step by step, he went down the stairs and stopped by the


    corner. Surely enough, Aron was making a call.


    Aron paused for a moment before turning around to see Calvin''s ice-cold expression.