Female Novel
Chapter 855 The Appearance Of Sean Graham
The car pulled up outside the hospital where Luna was undergoing treatment.
Jonell propped himself up and asked Anderson, "Which ward is she in?"
"Want me to show you the way?" Anderson offered.
After a moment's hesitation, Jonell decided to rise from the iron-framed bed.
His assistant, Perry Gomez, reached out to halt him. "Mr. Davison, it's best you stay put. We'llhandle things here."
With potential threats lurking in the hospital, there would be no time for escape.
Jonell settled back down and turned to Anderson. "Can you take him there?"
Anderson didn't object.
"Get a few more guys to go with him," Jonell instructed Perry.
Perry nodded and picked out six skilled comrades to accompany Anderson.
The group made their way toward the hospital. But before they could even step inside, silencedguns took down several men.
Perry was about to duck when Anderson pulled a gun from his waist, pressed it against Perry'slower back, and fired a shot.
There was silence in the air.
Perry spun around, disbelief written all over his face as he faced Anderson, who had a wide grin onhis lips. "S-Sean…" He opened his mouth to speak, but his voice trailed off before he collapsed to
the ground.
The bodyguards were taken aback by the scene. Unfortunately, they swiftly collapsed to the groundas well.
Anderson stealthily made his way into the hospital.
...
Jonell had been waiting in the car for half an hour, and he grew increasingly anxious. He took outhis phone and dialed Perry's number.
The call went through, but there was no answer.
"Something's not right!" He told one of his bodyguards.
Mike also stood up and addressed Keith. "Take three of your guys and go check it out, but becareful!"
"You two, go with them!" Jonell called out to two others.
Inside the car, Jonell's men were down to three, while Mike's men, including himself, totaled seven.
The atmosphere in the car late at night became tense.
After one of Mike's men and Jonell's bodyguard had been absent for about five minutes, Mike brokethe silence with a low, serious tone and addressed Jonell directly, "Mr. Davison, given thecircumstances, it looks like getting out of Monfort might not be easy."
Jonell's face tightened, and his lips pressed into a thin line.
"If you have anyone else, now's the time to call them. Or if there's a safe place we can lay low, weshould go there now. Going back to the hospital is too risky. Look at how few of us are left." Mike'sexpression darkened as he spoke.
Jonell's mind drifted to Anderson.
If Anderson was here, he wouldn't be talking to me like this.
"There's a factory nearby with more people there, but should we wait for Anderson?" Jonell'sanxiety grew.
The factory represented his last defense. If it fell, it would be all over. Plus, he couldn't risk revealingits location to strangers until absolutely necessary.
Except for Anderson…
"Anderson might be dead already." Mike's voice sent shivers down his spine.
With a serious expression, Jonell countered, "Anderson might lack skills, but he's a sly one."
At his response, Mike arched an eyebrow and smirked. "Oh, really?"
There was something unsettling about his smile.
Jonell sensed trouble brewing, but he barely had time to react before Mike pointed his submachinegun at him. "Where's the d*mn factory?"
"I've been of assistance to you!" Jonell yelled.
"Do you know which team we belong to from Thesos?" Mike's gaze turned downright menacing,and a glint of violence flickered in his eyes.
Jonell had only three bodyguards by his side.
After a moment's hesitation, they bolted.
But Mike's men were faster, and before they could make their escape, all three were lying lifeless onthe ground.
"Yeah, Anderson's a sly one. That's why you never see the trap until it snaps shut and why you'vegrown to rely on him," Mike taunted and leaned in closer to Jonell with a derisive grin.
Jonell felt his mind racing, his scalp tingling as he gradually regained his senses, and his thoughtsmomentarily jumbled. He had sensed something amiss on several occasions... and now he wascertain something was terribly wrong.
Anderson was the root of the problem.
As Mike's words faded, Anderson, accompanied by Keith, climbed into the car.
Jonell had crossed paths with Sean before, and he noticed that Anderson's arrogant and mockinggaze mirrored Sean's.
"Sean Graham!" Jonell bellowed in fury.
But his wound caused him to lean on the iron bed in pain, and his face drained of color. At thatmoment, his once youthful face aged significantly.novelbin
Sean approached him slowly with an unfamiliar expression and uttered, "I offered you a chancepreviously, yet you chose to defy me. If you had released Luna and Eric, you wouldn't be in thispredicament."
Hatred blazed in Jonell's eyes. He wished he could grab a gun and end it all right then with Sean,but the latter was quicker and fired shots that shattered his tendons.
The excruciating scream caused Jonell to collapse onto the bed.
He lifted his head and stared at Sean in disbelief. "You could easily kill me, so why don't you?!"
"What you did to Luna caused Abigail to live a life of turmoil for over a year. Do you think settling thescore with yourself is enough?" Sean grabbed his hair as fury blazed in his eyes.
"3 million dollars. Do you have any idea how many lives were destroyed because of that money?Some were elderly individuals who had endured hardships throughout their lives, while others werecollege students who relied on a few thousand dollars to alter their destinies by pursuing highereducation. Because of you, they have all chosen to end their lives!" Sean said through gritted teethas he tightened his grip.
Jonell started to chuckle, and gradually, it turned into a burst of uncontrollable laughter. "And whatabout it? Are you giving me a lecture on humanity?"
Sean's hand came down hard and delivered several stinging slaps across Jonell's face.
Jonell was in too much pain to respond, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. There wasno laughter, only a grimace of agony.