Chapter 486 A Dark Night

Soon, an ambulance pulled up alongside a bridge near Highway 908. The driver promptly stepped out of the car and opened the rear passenger door.

As soon as they saw Norman Cooper in the backseat, the two doctors got up to greet him, “Mr. Cooper.” Norman removed his face mask, a weary smile tugging at his lips. “How’s the young Mr. Gomez doing?”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Cooper. We’ve already helped to stabilize Mr. Gomez’s condition. He should be able to hold up till we reach the hospital,” one of the doctors said with a reassuring smile.

“That’s good,” Norman muttered as he stared grimly at the young man on the stretcher.

As it turned out, the latter was none other than Quinton Gomez, whose fight with Jonathan had left him severely wounded.

The elderly Norman Cooper, on the other hand, was the owner of several chain restaurants in Lumonburg’s Petalgrove county.

Even though Norman and Philip seemed completely unrelated, the truth was that they were bosom buddies some twenty years ago.

After Philip had built his business from the ground up, he wanted nothing more than to rope Norman in to share the fruits of his labor. However, the latter refused to have anything handed to him on a silver platter, so the final consensus was to have Philip loan him some cash to start a small restaurant.

Surprisingly, Norman was quite an astute businessman and subsequently built a good reputation in Petalgrove.

Later, when the Gomez family became a branch family of the Osbornes, Philip erased all traces of his relationship with Norman out of fear that the Gomezes might one day get overturned.

That way, even if their family were to get into trouble in the future, he could always depend on Norman to lend a helping hand.

There was no doubt Philip was a shrewd visionary, but not even he had expected that he’d need to call on his old friend so soon.

“Anyway, I’m sure Philip has already told you, but everything that has happened today must be kept strictly confidential,” Norman uttered as he glanced at the two doctors.

“Of course,” one of them replied. “We’ve received Mr. Gomez’s money, so you can rest assured that we’ll keep our lips sealed.”

Upon hearing that, Norman gave a slight nod.

“Good. Since Mr. Gomez’s condition has stabilized, you guys can alight here and return to Lumonburg.”

the second doctor asked as he stepped out of the ambulance with a look of confusion. “The

prepared cars for you,” Norman instructed while pointing into

first doctor jumped out excitedly from the

see it

he spoke, he had reached his right hand toward his

Cooper? Why

at Norman, all he could feel was

“Mr. Cooper—”

Bang!

in the dark, blood spurted from the back of the doctor’s head,

the other doctor stammered as he fell to

Bang! Bang! Bang!

three consecutive shots,

tucked his gun away and mustered up all his strength to push the

Splash!

Splash!

keep secrets…” he muttered, huffing and puffing as he watched the roaring rapids below the

the puddle of blood on the ground, Norman quickly fetched a large bottle

earlier, Norman threw it onto the blood puddle and doused it with

and set the bundle on fire, the

at the ID card in his hand for one last time,

tears as he asked, “M-Mr. Cooper, my family’s

and when Quinton pressed for

Norman Cooper again, it means the Gomez family is in

to my calculations, the amount of anesthetic used should be able to knock him out for more than twelve hours. And yet, he’s already awake before the three-hour mark. Is that the difference between a martial arts cultivator and an

will handle the Gomez family matters. You must remember that from now on, I’m Silas Leiter, your

Gomez residence had descended into a chaotic mess as numerous servants scrambled to put up funeral decorations

hall, and Philip and Zane stood silently at the door while staring at the black-and-white photo of

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