Chapter 2141

In the dead of night, the hospital corridor was silent. There was only a lone nurse on duty at the front desk, her head nodding as she struggled to stay awake.

The surveillance cameras in the corridor flickered with red lights at that moment, indicating a loose

connection.

A man wearing a white coat and a mask, looking like a doctor, swiftly passed by the front desk and headed straight for Mrs. Hopkins' room.

He moved cautiously, glancing around to ensure no one was watching. Then he silently pushed open the door and slipped inside.

The figure on the bed lay curled up on her side, seemingly deep in sleep.

The man crept closer, step by step, and pulled a knife from his sleeve. Raising his arm high, he aimed to plunge the blade downward with vicious intent.

Suddenly, his vision went dark.

The person in the bed sprang up and threw the blanket over his head!

Panicked, the man wildly slashed and stabbed through the fabric. Just as he managed to tear the blanket away, he found himself staring down the barrel of a gun aimed squarely at his forehead.

"Don't move if you don't want your brains blown out."

In the dim room, Drew's sharp and penetrating eyes gleamed coldly. He wore a roguish grin. Yet, the menace in his expression was unmistakable.

Just then, the ward door swung open.

Ian burst in with a

Steven asked,

haven't even started yet. A blanket

eyebrow. He sneered, "Dude, how dare you try to be an assassin with skills like

His words were chilling.

gave way, and he collapsed to his

you might get off with an attempted murder charge. You'd serve fifteen to twenty years, walk

I've never met my employer in person.

exchanged texts! He wired me a million dollars just the day before yesterday

stepped forward and frisked the man. He then

him to the police station. I'll handle decrypting this

"Thank

the man away, the room fell silent. It was as

as if a heavy stone hung

major was about to

opened the message. His dark

Yvonne pierced deep into his heart, causing his vision to

left Savrow. Don't try to look for me. Even if you do know where I am,

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if a knife stabbed his heart. With trembling fingers, he typed a reply. He pressed send several times before the

please tell me

a while, but

to give up, his eyes reddened and teary, he sent another message, then another, in

me! I know

me as, Yvonne? Someone you can just decide not

can't live without

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