Chapter 541


    Mike said, "Hey, who are you looking for here? This is B Country, do you know your way around?"


    Elijah replied, "Money talks, buddy, and that''s a universalnguage. As long as I''m willing to pay,


    there''ll always be people willing to work for me!"


    Mike was a bit taken aback by his confidence, obediently stepping out of the driver''s seat. But Mike


    couldn''t resist a jab, "Remember back at the airport, when Violette ignored you? I bet you cried, didn''t


    you? Wish I had filmed that..."


    "Get lost!" Elijah shot him a frosty nce before mming the car door shut.


    White vi.


    Upon waking up, Violette received Adrian''s medical report. The list of injuries on his body filled several


    pages. It took Violette a good while to read through it all.


    "Ms. Dennis, he''s not dead. He''ll recover after some rest," the woman monitoring Violette said coldly.


    Adrian was indeed out of immediate danger, but his body was wrecked. Many of his injuries were


    irreversible. Like that severed finger that couldn’t be reattached. His vision would definitely be affected.


    And many wounds would leave ugly scars.


    Violette wanted to cry, but it seemed like she was all out of tears.


    "Ms. Dennis, I suggest you ditch that long face. Men don''t find it attractive. If you want to survive here,


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    you''ll need to learn how to read Silver King''s moods."


    Violette couldn''t help butugh at the absurdity. "Survive here? Who said anything about wanting to


    stay?" Violette stood up angrily. "Take me to him!"


    She wanted to see what disease Silver King wanted her to treat. If it was curable, she would do her


    best, then leave this hellhole as soon as possible!


    The woman led the way with a smile. The vi was like a maze. Violette followed the woman through


    several turns, feeling a bit dizzy. "Here we are," the woman said, standing in front of a door. "Silver King


    is inside."


    Violette strode into the room. It was gold andvishly decorated.


    "Ms. Dennis, did you sleep wellst night?" Silver King approached her with a smile, assessing her like


    a piece of merchandise.


    Violette felt a sense of unease. When she saw the ''patient'' in the room, she screamed.


    In the room was an ice coffin. Inside the coffiny a beautiful woman. But this woman... was already


    dead!