<h4>Chapter 120: Mr. Johnson Went Mad Again</h4>
What the hell was he talking about?
ire didn’t want to listen to his nonsense anymore. She shook off his hand, and continued to give him a coldpress.
Gallon’s words suddenly popped up in her mind.
After a moment of silence, ire lowered her eyes and asked casually. “Who was the man with you tonight?”
Hunter suddenly squeezed her cheeks with both hands and frowned crossly. “Don’t ask about another man in front of me.”
ire choked at his words and turned her head to dodge Hunter’s touch.
“I just asked casually.”
“His name is Bill Carter. He is from the Yu Kingdom.” Hunter leaned backzily, narrowing his eyes slightly.
He seemed to enjoy her coldpress a lot, and his voice slowed down. “He came to the Ye Kingdom for a pharmaceutical project. Our family has taken part in that project too.”
ire paused.
Sure enough, Gallon was right.
ire nced at the man sideways and began to draw information out of him. “Has the medicine… been made?”
“Not yet.” Hunter replied, and then changed the topic. “There are some people locked in the institute.”
What does he mean?
ire continued to ask. “How many?”
“About ten.”
Why were so many people locked up?
Could it be…
ire’s heart did a flip.
Did those people n to use those people to test the medicine?
Or did they have other uses?
Hunter opened his eyelids at this moment, grabbed ire’s arm abruptly, and yanked her into his arms.
Caught off guard, ire fell on Hunter. She hurriedly supported his chest with both her hands, and could even feel the beating of his heart.
Plops and plops, hitting her palms.
She raised her head and saw his deep, dark eyes.
Hunter’s sharp eyes seemed to be unfathomable.
His gaze ran across her face inch by inch, and his voice was a little cold. “What do you want to inquire about?”
ire’s pupils shook slightly.
There was something wrong with his brain but he was not stupid.
He could detect her intention in an instant.
Under the man’s suspicious gaze, ire was as calm as ever. She pushed him away and stood up, holding the ice bag in her hand. “The coldpress is done.”
Then she turned around and left.
It waste, so ire stayed at the Johnsons’ vi.
It was the same room that she slept in before. Nothing in it had changed.
irey on the soft bed but couldn’t fall asleep.
Hunter’s words haunted her mind.
She had to figure out what was hidden behind this so-called specific medicine project.
The next morning, when ire walked downstairs, the servants had already prepared breakfast, which was made ording to her taste.
Before long, Derek yawned and walked down the stairs, wearing a rabbit-eared nightcap.
“Huh? ire? When did youest night? Why didn’t I know…”
ire nced at him, didn’t speak, and picked up the hot milk ss next to her.
At this time, a loud bang came from the second floor.
The servants panicked instantly.
“It’s over. Mr. Johnson has gone mad again!”
Derek turned around and rushed to the second floor.
Went mad?
ire put down the tableware and followed upstairs.
In the room, Hunter was lying on the ground, his face ghastly pale. His face was distorted in pain. He raised his slender neck and frantically tore his cor, as if he could not breathe. He was convulsing all over.
Derek was so scared that he hid in the corner of the wall, crying anxiously. “Hunter…”
Mr. Hopkins was trying to call the doctor.
The bodyguards used all their strength but still couldn’t hold back Hunter. The man was like a mad beast, growling in pain.
It was the first time ire had seen him so crazy and irritable.
For some reason, she walked over and called out to him. “Hunter…”
Hearing the familiar voice, the man’s eyes seemed to regain a wisp of sanity. He suddenly grabbed ire’s hand and hugged her in his arms.
ire tentatively reached out and stroked the man’s back likeforting a child.
To everyone’s surprise, Hunter put his head on her shoulder. His breathing gradually became stable, and his tense body began to rx.
He quickly changed from a mad beast to a docile pet.
Everyone was stunned.