Chapter 392

Grandma Margaret sighed,

“No one has come to chat with us for a long time.”

“Isn’t Anthony also in the hospital?”

“Anthony has a broken leg now. He is very self–abased, unwilling to see others and likes to lose his temper. We all think that he is about to jump off the building in depression. Frank and I are going to kill him”

Grandma Margaret murmured to herself.

Genevieve’s eyes widened.

Is it that serious?

Last time she went there, Anthony secretly said that she was a vicious Daisy!

She was so energetic that no one could compete with her.

How could he be so depressed and self–abased that he jumped off a building?

“Grandma Margaret, are you overthinking it?”

“Mr. Gen, this is a scandal of the Hoffman family. Don’t let it get out. Grandma Margaret told you as her own person.

“Do you know why Anthony had a car accident?”

“I don’t know. Didn’t you say there was a traffic accident?”

Genevieve’s heart skipped a beat.

Grandma Margaret sighed softly and felt–distressed,

“He is a racing driver who won the championship. How could he have an accident?

Before he drove off, he went to the Lawrence mansion where his mother and lover were moving things from the Hoffman family. He quarreled with them.

His mother didn’t care about him at all. Now that his mother was pregnant, she only cared about Louis and the baby in her belly, so she wanted to eat meat by stepping on the threshold of the Hoffman family.

He just didn’t know what to say.

After you got married, he couldn’t handle the relationship between his mother and daughter–in–law. That was because he still had hope for Quincey as a mother.

But look, after his father died, his mother showed her true colors without scruples. If it weren’t for his mother, how could he have had a car accident?”

Grandma Margaret’s words made Genevieve’s chest shake slightly.

Her heart beat fast, thinking that after she divorced Anthony, Quincey didn’t respect her at all.

No matter how embarrassed Anthony was, Quincey didn’t care about him.

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From this point of view, Anthony was really a little pitiful.

This time, Quincey actually had someone else’s child and even confronted Anthony openly. How could Anthony calm

down?

he acted indifferent, the more

has become a poor, unwanted child!

for a long time.

couldn’t help

him to live one more

lips and felt relieved.

Grandma Margaret. I’ll go and persuade

it to you. Grandma Margaret is about to take the medicine. Bye!”

giving Genevieve a chance to go back

Genevieve:

was inappropriate for her to go there too often, she understood

meant.

the soft spot

will only blindly ask him for his excellence, but

was a big blow to him!

private kitchen and pack some of Anthony’s favorite meals. Then

2 2 3 3 2 2

at the hospital.

outside, there was no one inside.

skipped a

door and

sign of Anthony

“Where is she?”

went out

pursed his lips and said,/Anthony doesn’t want us to

Another bodyguard said,

saw Anthony smoking on the rooftop when I went for a walk

Genevieve’s heart sank.

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she inevitably had a had feeling.

he really upset?”

lips, immediately put down her

his lips and asked, “Why did Anthony

the hospital. Every time you smoke, it will trigger the fire alarm. Please!”

Lindsey nodded. “Okay!”

pushed open the iron gate

looked at a man in a wheelchair beside the rooftop,

on the handrail beside him, and his sleeve rolled up to his forearm. The blue veins were slender and strong. He held a clearly

didn’t move. His back was stiff.

this. Genevieve’s heart

as if he could disappear here anytime and anywhere.

distance, which could not be dispersed. The visibility was only about 200

sitting here enjoying the

so fragile as if he could bend down at any time, disappearing under the rooftop

a little current through, that kind of with somewhat flustered heart, can not

breath and stepped forward as if nothing had happened. Her footsteps were very light, but she

sound.

Louis didn’t move, as if he was completely immersed

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