Chapter 88 Ralph''s Reproaches


    Chapter 88 Ralph''s Reproaches


    Bet drove so fast that his car was like a ghost, shuttling through the city.


    Blood dripped from his arm and stained the seat.


    Suddenly, the piercing sound of brakes burst out.


    The car came to a sudden stop.


    Bet felt dizzy.


    He took out his mobile phone and called Vincent. "Come to me."


    After giving the order, he hung up.


    The next second, he fainted.


    After receiving the call, Vincent quickly used his mobile phone to locate Bet''s car with GPS.


    Without any dy, he headed in that direction.


    By the time Vincent arrived, 15 minutes had passed.


    Seeing that Bet was unconscious from his injuries inside the car, Vincent was frightened.


    He immediately called Ralph.


    Within ten minutes, the medical team rushed to the scene, followed by Ralph.


    "Where is he? How''s he doing? Why would he faint on the roadside?"


    As soon as the car was stopped, Ralph leaned on his cane and hurried out.


    "Ralph, don''t be so anxious. Mr. Shaffer is now being treated in an ambnce, and Ryker is also here."


    Vincentforted Ralph, but in fact, he was already in a cold sweat.


    While the two of them were talking, the door of the ambnce was pushed open. Then Ryker stumbled


    out of it.


    Seeing that, Vincent rushed forward and helped him. "Ryker, is Mr. Shaffer alright?"


    Ralph also hurried forward with his crane. "How is he now?"


    "Rx. He is alright. His arm is wounded and bleeding, so he fainted."


    "Is it his hematophobia again?"


    Ralph frowned tightly.


    Ryker sighed, "Yes, that''s still the reason."


    "How did Mr. Shaffer scrape his arm?" Ralph asked Vincent.


    "Well…"


    Vincent could only tell the truth, "Mr. Shaffer drove out by himself, and I came to pick him up. I just


    checked the condition of the car, and it seems like there was a car ident…"


    Vincent''sst words were uttered with trepidation.


    As he had expected, as soon as he finished speaking, Ralph raised his crane and hit him hard on the


    leg.


    "How dare you let Mr. Shaffer drive by himself and not in the same car with him? You know that he has


    hematophobia. What if one day, when we are not by his side, his symptoms act up? Just like today. If


    something does happen, can any of you take responsibility for it? Tell me! Who can take responsibility


    then?"


    Vincent lowered his head and listened to Ralph''s reproaches, not daring to say a word.


    "That''s enough, Ralph. Stop scolding him. This matter has nothing to do with him."


    At that moment, Bet, who was already awake, stepped out of the ambnce.


    His injured left arm was wrapped in gauze.


    When Ralph saw Bete out, he immediately left Vincent behind and hurried forward. "How are


    you? Do you feel any better?"


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    He took Bet''s arm and looked at it, his eyes full of distress. "Is your arm alright? Why would you be


    involved in a car ident?"


    Bet''s face darkened. Obviously, he didn''t want to talk about the "car ident."


    He withdrew his arm from Ralph''s hand and said, "I''m fine. It''s just a slight scratch. There''s no need to


    make such a fuss."


    After saying that, Bet sat in the car that Ralph hade with.


    Ralph also followed in. "You''re not good at driving. Do not drive on your own again. Otherwise, we will


    be very worried."


    Bet had not expected to hear that.


    He thought, "What''s wrong with my driving skills?!


    This has nothing to do with my driving skills at all."


    Bet looked out of the window with a gloomy face. He pursed his thin lips tightly and remained


    silent.


    After safely driving Bet back to the Sophora Vi, Vincent was about to leave, but he was stopped


    by Ralph.


    "What on earth happened to Mr. Shaffer today?"


    Ralph was still worried.


    Vincent sighed and said, "In fact, it was all because of Mrs. Shaffer."


    "What has it to do with Mrs. Shaffer?"


    "Today is the birthday of Mr. Shaffer. He had an appointment with Mrs. Shaffer to celebrate it, but in the


    end, Mrs. Shaffer actually stood him up."


    "Didn''t Mrs. Shaffer show up?"


    "No, she didn''t."


    Vincent shook his head in frustration and added, "But Ms. Park showed up and said a few strange


    words to Mr. Shaffer. After hearing her words, Mr. Shaffer was quite unhappy! Perhaps because he was


    in a bad mood, he had a car ident."


    Ralph pondered for a moment and said, "Alright, I probably know what happened. Try not to mention


    Mrs. Shaffer in front of Mr. Shaffer these days, so as not to cause trouble for yourself. Understand?"


    "I see. I will pay attention to it."


    "Remind those under yourmand to be vignt as well."


    "Okay."


    "Go home. It''ste now."


    Ralph had just seen Vincent off when his mobile phone rang.


    He looked at the phone screen, and the caller ID belonged exactly to the person they had just been


    discussing, Catalina.


    After being driven back to her apartment by Aaron, Catalina locked herself in her room, listening to


    music with headphones on.


    She had originally wanted to use music to dilute these distractions. Unexpectedly, the music was only


    in her ears, but her mind was upied with the scene of Bet''s wounded and bleeding arm.


    She couldn''t help but think, "He is afraid of blood.


    Even though his hematophobia has be much better than it was when he was a child, he still faints


    sometimes, such as when we were in Starham Mountainst time.


    What if he suddenly faints while driving?


    The result will be extremely terrible."


    Thinking of this, Catalina couldn''t bear it anymore. She took off her headphones and quickly called


    Ralph.


    Although she was angry with Bet, she was still worried about his safety.


    "Mrs. Shaffer."


    Ralph answered the phone and greeted her respectfully.


    "Ralph, has Bet arrived home?"


    Catalina''s tone was very anxious, and Ralph could tell it.


    He deliberately asked, "Why are you so anxious, Mrs. Shaffer?"


    "He had a car ident. No, the point is, his arm was injured and bleeding, and then he drove away on


    his own. Ralph, if he hasn''t returned home yet, you should quickly have some people search for him!


    He is afraid of blood. What if he faints on the way back?"


    "I didn''t expect that you''re still worried about Mr. Shaffer, Mrs. Shaffer."


    Ralph''s somewhat sarcastic words stunned Catalina for a moment.


    After a few seconds, she reacted and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "It''s good that he has already


    returned home."


    "Mrs. Shaffer, may I ask you one more question? How did Mr. Shaffer get into a car ident? Also,


    what car did he hit? Do you remember? I will arrange forpensationter."


    Catalina bit her lower lip and said, "He hit my friend''s car."


    "Your friend? A male friend?"


    "...Yes."


    Catalina couldn''t help but think, "Why do I feel like I''ve done something wrong?


    But it was Bet who had done a bad thing!


    He first made an appointment with ire and then drove into me. And, the second thing he did was


    really bad. Therefore, why would I still feel guilty?"


    "I see."


    Ralph let out a long sigh and continued, "Mrs. Shaffer, although Mr. Shaffer is from a rich family, he is


    different from the other young masters such as Mr. Wyatt and Mr. Warren. Mr. Wyatt is dissipated and


    unrestrained, and he always holds a casual attitude towards anyone and anything. Mr. Warren has a


    calm mind and always likes to consider the pros and cons of anything that happens. Unlike them, Mr.


    Shaffer has a bad temper and poor patience, but he is single-minded, especially towards people. It is


    just because of this kind of personality that he hates liars and cheaters very much."