Some timeter, someone came and rescued Vivian Mond and Issac Shaw.
When he saw Issac Shaw, he aimed a gun at him and tried to kill him.
But he was stopped by Vivian Mond’s hand, “He saved me.”
Trent Stone’s eyebrows knitted together, only to feel that Vivian Mond was too emotional, “Youngdy, if we don’t kill him now, there will be many consequences.”
“Then when he is healed and gone, do what you want with him!”
She inclined her head and looked at Issac Shaw lying on the ground, her willow brows wrinkled, her faceplicated to the extreme, “But right now, no one can touch him!”
The tone of themand was unmistakable.
Trent Stone clenched his fist, angry and furious, and finally grunted coldly, waved his hand, signaling the bodyguards behind him to take the man away.
The crowd returned safely to the West Hill vi, where everything was intact, probably because someone broke in and didn’t find the person they were looking for, so they didn’t stop, and naturally the vi was not damaged.
Back at the vi, Vivian Mond was taken to the bedroom to lie down and rest.
Destiny took the medicine box to Vivian Mond’s side and asked, “Your left arm is wounded and you need to remove the bullet, do you need … anesthetic?”
She was worried that Vivian Mond could not withstand the severe pain of the torn skin.
The pale Vivian Mondy on the bed, looking at the ceiling, and shook her head, “No need.”
With a child in her belly, it would be extremely harmful to the child if anesthetics were used.
“Okay, then you bear with it.”
Destiny sat beside her and began to clean her wound and remove the bullet.
The process, naturally very painful, but Destiny only saw Vivian Mond brow tightly knit, tense little face, white teeth clenched, but did not hear her let out a ‘pain’.
Extremely strong endurance, amazing perseverance, really she did not expect.
For the first time, she was impressed with this little girl.
The teacher always praised her time and again in front of everyone, she really had that capital.
The bullet was taken out, the wound was stitched up, medicated and bandaged, and finished quickly.
Vivian Mond was already drenched in sweat, soaked to the skin, and her lips were as pale as paper.
“It’s done, you get some rest.”
Destiny took away the mat that was under Vivian Mond’s body dirty and contaminated with blood, got up and packed her things to leave the bedroom.
Vivian Mond immediately asked, “Where’s Morris? Why isn’t he back yet?”
It had been a full five hours since she left in the afternoon.
She hadn’t heard from Morris Cheal, nor had she seen Houghton or Philip Dixon.
Her heart was racing with panic, her worries rising in fits and starts.
Destiny eyes shed a different color, low patted the non-existent dust, said: “It was a vicious fight, from the hotel all the way to the outside, then they drove away, chased all the way, and finally ran to who knows where. But the hotel was on fire, the police and fire sent out a lot of people. Because someone above pressed the news, those injured fire death, all in ordance with the fire caused by casualties to the statistics.”
In order to avoid unnecessarymotion, causing outside panic, so the number of casualties are also falsely reported.
After all, there were people at the scene of the incident to deal with the aftermath, so by the time the police came, there were hardly any people.
Vivian Mond only worried about Morris Cheal’s safety, and immediately asked, “Did you call? Could you get in touch?”
Destinee shook her head, “No, couldn’t get in touch, couldn’t get in touch with anyone.”
This time, Vivian Mond more and more uneasy, immediately sat up from the bed, “they can not contact, what about your people, also can not contact?”
“My people said they only saw a few cars driving away from the underground garage, you chased me, and couldn’t tell who was inside. But, there was no Morris Cheal, Philip Dixon or any of them at the scene. So, you don’t have to worry.”
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