Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 441

Murderer

At such a time, even the most formidable doctor in Tissote couldn’t determine a result.

Maxwell looked at Elise suspiciously, and before she could say anything, he dashed into the room. Maya was seen lying still on the bed. From afar, she seemed like a body that was no longer breathing. “Maya?” He warily approached. The room was as silent as the grave, and not a movement was seen. His heart skipped a beat before he lost his balance and collapsed to the ground as his face blanched. “Daddy’s so sorry, Maya! I shouldn’t have sent you to this murderer!”

In the next second, a fragile voice came from above the bed. “What are you doing, Daddy?”

As if he had woken up from a nightmare, he sprung up from the ground and went to the bedside. With tears profusely shedding, he grabbed Maya’s hand. “You’re fine! You’re fine!”

“Who told you that?” Elise stood expressionlessly at the door. She pulled out a piece of prescription from her pocket and tossed it onto the ground. “Do as the note says, for one month.”

“Will do, will do!” Maxwell gratefully nodded.

Maya, on the other hand, couldn’t grasp why her father would behave so courteously in front of the woman. She was about to say something but was eventually held back by her illness.

peeked at the prescription on the ground and let out a couple of coughs with his fist before his lips. He stared at Elise as

to

clear up some properties and transfer them to you right

her was Claude, who—despite her shady action—joyously inquired, “The building’s full of doctors, Father. Don’t you fear the prescription would get seen

with?” Her tone was neither light nor weighty, yet Claude couldn’t help but feel a chill running up his

didn’t dare to do so. Thus,

around and asked,

“Nope,” Claude tacitly replied.

your sake. You’re not gonna ignore me, are you?” Daniel attempted to shift the blame

the patient by putting her life in danger? Did

Hasty, he went on a tangent. “They’re going to break one

with a pair of fingers and tossed it into his hand. “I mixed this myself. It’s the most effective painkiller you’ll ever know. Take it after they take away your leg, and I assure you won’t feel any pain within twenty-four hours.” Saying that, she patted Daniel’s shoulder and walked out of the room. Having only taken a couple of steps, she stopped and

was left thoroughly

…

into Alexander, who