My Fabulous Girl Boss

Chapter 1805 Evil Man

Beads of cold sweat had already accumulated on Sean’s forehead. He could hardly believe how presumptuous the woman was, just because of her unparalleled medical skills…

He wondered if she had actually considered the possibility of Danrique taking revenge on her after he recovered.

After all, Danrique was well-known for being a cruel and ruthless man who would not hesitate to kill another person.

Sean snuck a glance at Danrique, and an ominous feeling arose in his heart. It was obvious that Danrique was fuming mad. In fact, he was so angry that his face had already turned purple!

“Mr. Lindberg, please calm down,” Kerrie said cautiously.

“Try and get some medicine from Dr. Felch that can help to temporarily suppress Mr. Lindberg’s fever…” Sean instructed the nurse.

“Understood,” Kerrie replied before she ran to look Francesca.

In the dimly-lit room, Danrique was lying on the bed with one hand on his forehead, feeling extremely frustrated. Due to his high fever, the man was looking pale and his entire body was heating up…

but Danrique knocked it to the ground.

to make a sound, for fear of triggering the

next room, Kerrie was pleading with Francesca earnestly. “Dr. Felch, I beg you to think of a way to help Mr. Lindberg. He is in so much agony because of his sickness. Besides, he still has to attend tomorrow

Francesca was speechless. “He’s life is already in danger given how sick he is. Not only is he not cooperating with my treatment, he’s still thinking about attending that silly

“This…”

no idea what’s

an angry voice

A crease appeared between her brows as she growled, “How did

The door isn’t locked, and I happened to hear your conversation so I let myself in,” Gordon apologized politely before saying indignantly, “Mr. Lindberg had spent three years trying to establish a firm foothold in the European market. After much effort, he has finally accomplished that, but our rivals kept trying to destroy us. Tomorrow is the day where he would be facing his rival head-on. If he doesn’t show up, it would mean that he has chosen to back out. If that happened, our three years’ worth of hard work would go down

dirty plays and snatching territories. “I only know that we only

“You…”

annoyed by his incessant rambling. “I’ll have to do my job since you’ve already paid me. I

do it,” Gordon warned sternly. “If anything bad happens to

threatening