Chapter 1186 Was It You Who Hit Evelyn with Car?
When Huston entered the ward, Evelyn was still unconscious. However, he could tell that she was very
uncomfortable. Even when she was unconscious, her brows were tightly knitted together.
There was something fixed on her neck because her movements would affect her head. The wound on her
forehead had been carefully dealt with. The white bandage made her palm-sized face look weaker.
In the past few days, to make it easier for her to get an infusion, the nurse left a drip needle on the back of her
right hand. It was fixed by a white tape, and the light yellow anti-inflammatory liquid was injected into her body,
which made Huston's heart tighten.
He didn't stay in the ward for long. He asked the nurse next to her, "How long will it take for her to wake up?"
The nurse quickly replied, "I am not sure. But based on the current situation, it will take three to four hours since
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthe patient was weak. The longer the better. The patient can have a good rest and regain strength."
He looked deeply at the petite figure for a long time before looking away. In a low voice, he ordered, "Stay here and
guard. If there is anything, ask Kevin to contact me."
"Yes, Mr. Lloyd."
After saying that, Huston turned around and left the ward. He strode into the elevator with his long legs and went all
the way down to the underground parking lot. He opened the door and got into the driver's seat. Without hesitation,
he started the car and the black Bentley rushed out like an arrow leaving the bowstring.
At eight o'clock in the evening, he drove to the entrance of the Red Cauldron.
The security manager had not seen Mr. Lloyd for a long time. He was stunned for a moment before he came to his
senses. He quickly stepped forward and opened the door for him. "Mr. Lloyd."
Huston did not say anything. After handing over the key to the manager, he walked into the Red Cauldron with a
cold aura. The waiter felt as if he was almost frozen by that terrifying aura.
It was too terrifying.
Although he had seen Huston a few times before and Huston was not talkative and always had a cold expression on
his face, he had never seen him so angry before. Even if Huston did not say a word, it would cause him to be so
flustered that he would not be able to walk steadily.
When the elevator arrived at the floor of Marcellus's office, the waiter immediately stopped. He pressed the
elevator door again, leaving Huston alone on this floor.
At this time, Marcellus was sitting in a swivel chair in the office, smoking a cigar. He was wearing a dark red plaid
suit and his long legs were propped up on the desk. He was looking at the couple curled up on the ground in a
flashy manner. Suddenly, he heard a noise at the door. He sat up straight and obediently put down his legs. He
waved at the bodyguard who was guarding the door with a cigar in his hand and said, "Open the door, hurry up!"
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With Huston's bad temper, if Marcellus had been a little late, the door designed by a Frenco carpenter would have
been immediately destroyed.
The bodyguard immediately turned around and opened the door. A huge force pushed the door open. If it weren't
for the fact that the bodyguard was relatively strong and dodged quickly, he would have been shot in the face in
the next second.
Marcellus responded and stood up. Looking at the stern figure at the door, he put down the cigar in his mouth on
the crystal ashtray next to him and said, "Come here, Huston..."
Before Marcellus could finish his last word, Huston had already bent down and pulled the man up from the ground.
The man was less than 5 feet 9 inches, and the tip of his foot was lifted off the ground.
Huston stared at the plain-looking, ugly face. At the thought of such a coward who was trembling with fear had hurt
Evelyn like that, the flames in his chest burned hotter and hotter.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and asked the man meaningfully, "Was it you who hit Evelyn with the car?"