Chapter 508 The Man in Black

“Follow him.”

In the back seat of the black car, Finn’s pale face was hidden in the darkness.

He had been getting seriously ill these days, and his face was almost bloodless, as pale as a sheet.

He quickly lost weight. His face, which had been angular, to begin with, was now skinny. His cheekbones were covered with a thin layer of skin as if they could break through at any time.

Gerald started the car and followed behind Brandon’s car. A heart–wrenching cough came from the back seat again. The smell of blood spread in the air.

Finn coughed out blood again. The frequency of his cough recently rose sharply.

Gerald saw his increasingly pale face from the rearview mirror in the car and said with distress, “Mr. Orwell, why don’t you go back? I will follow Mr. Cassel. If anything happens, I will report it to you immediately.”

“No, I have to watch him myself. The right opportunity is fleeting. I don’t have that much time.”

Finn frowned and quickly covered his mouth with a handkerchief. This time, he vomited a large pool of blood, and the entire handkerchief was soaked.

“Mr. Orwell, let’s go back to the hospital. You can’t do this!” Gerald held the steering wheel tightly and even wanted to turn directly to the hospital. “Dr. Sharp said that you should stay in the hospital and recuperate now.”

Finn didn’t want to listen to Gerald’s preaching. Finn was tortured by the illness and felt uncomfortable.

“Will being hospitalized help me get better? It’s just a difference of three months and two months. It’s meaningless for me to stay in the hospital and live for another month!”

The reason why Finn was fatigued by a long journey while being sick was that he wanted to arrange everything before he died.

Finn was unwilling to let his useless cousin, Daryl, be the heir to the Orwell family. He must get this problem fixed before he died.

If Finn didn’t make preparations, that bastard Daryl would definitely make a move on Lilia when Finn died.

Daryl was a madman who could do anything. Finn would never allow Lilia to be threatened.

“But Mr. Orwell…”

but.” Finn said in a firm tone, “If you don’t want

many years.

was affectionate and righteous, so

But fate was unfair.

the tears in his eyes and then

car followed the Rolls–Royce all the way to the amusement

the amusement park. Savanna walked out of the passenger seat and opened the door of the back seat of the car, taking Tye out. Tye

top and hat both had houndstooth. His skin was fair, and his facial

car, and the mother walked to the amusement park,

had autism, he had been most afraid of places that

only did he become unafraid of people, but he was also

to the

hanging on it?” Brandon walked over with his long legs. He picked up Tye and wrapped him around his arm. “You can sit there. Do you

in his eyes. “I want

Our son wants

his wife’s delicate hand and headed for the first stop of the amusement park, the

and was pushed by Gerald toward

blanket wrapped around his legs. His face was ashen, which

are on the

could overlook more than half of the amusement park. Gerald wheeled Finn to a blind

and his family were

were comfortably seated. Brandon took a camera

was a little absent–minded. He suddenly remembered Lilia pestering him to take photos when they

would take hundreds

Finn the most was that Lilia often showed him two

thought of that and unconsciously revealed a smile, but the next

be forced to take and pick photos by

would get married. When they were bored, they would

never

and his eyelashes cast a shadow on

felt cold as if Finn had been emitting cold

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