Chapter 1187 Crooked Logic

Toby and Tom followed the man to the VIP floor of Lancaster Hospital’s patient building.

After they exited the elevator, the man stopped. “President Fuller, I won’t be accompanying you for the rest of the way. That person is inside that ward. You have to go there on your own.”

“You may leave.” While waving his hand, Toby told the man he could excuse himself.

He also knew why that man did not want to bring him—the boss—over to the ward.

Since Connor would be staying in Seafield for a while, Toby would still want someone to keep an eye on Connor. If that man led Toby and Tom into Connor’s ward, Connor would see that man.

Therefore, that man would not be able to stalk Connor anymore. That was why that man said he could not lead them to the ward.

“Yes, President Fuller. I’ll be taking my leave now.” The man bowed, turned around, and got back into the elevator to leave.

Now that they knew which ward Connor was in, Tom self-consciously walked in front to lead Toby toward the ward.

When they came to the entrance, Tom stopped. “President Fuller, we’re here.”

Meanwhile, Toby remained silent; instead, he stood before the door with narrowed eyes while staring at the tightly shut door.

On the other side of the door was his biggest enemy of this lifetime.

“Knock on the door.” Toby parted his thin lips and ordered.

did so with

It was better to

were

eyes, the person inside the room did not deserve their

the door and barged in. After all, it was not like they could not compensate for it, nor were they afraid of the

assistant was helping him reapply his bandages. As soon as they

caused him to hiss in pain. His already

Xander noticed his boss’ condition, he asked, “Mr.

his teeth, closed his eyes, and forced himself to endure

of much help, Xander kept silent and stood at the side, afraid that he might anger

felt the pain in his body gradually subsiding. Although there was still some pain, it was much better than when

throbbing pain in his temples had died down and his furrowed

carefully leaned back onto the propped-up pillow at the head of the bed. Then, he looked grimly at the door while speaking viciously, “Go. Open the door. I wanna see who this disrespectful

sir,” Xander replied and immediately

teaching that person a lesson when he opened the

people outside the

emotionless Toby and the snickering Tom, Xander’s face fell and he

his voice and was about to say something when he was cut off by

nice that he seemed more like a friend than

Tom’s smile was indifference and excitement for

the thought of that, Xander felt humiliation arising inside him as he remembered how he was previously beaten

so there was barely anyone who would

on him, humiliate him, or even beat

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