The director walked out with a serious look on his face, waving his hand to let the young police officer enter the house first.
The woman and her husband exchanged a glance, not yet realizing the seriousness of the situation. “Mr. McMahon, what do you mean by that? Yo used to give the face in the past, and besides, you know our son’s situation!”
Cordell McMahon’s face turned pale with anger, “As far as I know, don’t you parents know?”
“He was in this situation and still didn’t have someone watching over him. How many times has this kind of accident happened? Every time, it’s me who has to help you guys rescue people!”
The couple was choked by Cordell’s words and couldn’t come up with a retort.
Cordell shook his head, turned around, “It’s not that I don’t want to help you guys, it’s that he messed with the wrong people this time. If I help you, then I’ll be the one who gets replaced in this position!”
“I don’t care, my son is sick, I want to see who shouldn’t have provoked him!”
Seeing the woman with a “long hair and short knowledge” attitude, Cordell’s face turned black. Mr. Preston ended up with such a stupid sister, it was really bad luck for eight lifetimes, and even the smoke from the ancestors‘ graves was extinguished!
“That was the Lambert family! Do you have the guts to mess with them?”
The woman was suddenly stunned.
As if being slapped hard by reality, I stood frozen in place.
At night, Dorothy was sleeping drowsily, and when she opened her eyes, she vaguely noticed a figure sitting by the bed, suddenly waking up.
By the light refracted into the ward from outside the corridor, she finally saw the handsome face hidden in the darkness of the man.
Dwayne sat with his legs crossed on the companion chair, rubbing the dial of his wristwatch with his fingertips, “Why didn’t you mention the hospitalization?”
♡ (4)
