<h4>Chapter 327: 327. No Good Fruit to Eat_1</h4>


    Sophie Baker began to enlighten Melody Baker with righteous reasoning, "Mom, if we also fall, there will be no one left to protect Uncle."


    As soon as Melody Baker heard this, the hesitation on her face immediately turned resolute, "Yes, you’re right, I’ll call your uncle right away..."


    While speaking, she reached for thendline phone beside the sofa. Just as she was about to dial, she saw a maid rushing in from outside, "It’s not good, Mrs., Mr. Baker... Mr. Baker outside..."


    "What?"


    The hand holding the telephone receiver of Melody Baker trembled violently, and she stood up from the sofa, "rify that."


    Seeing the maid’s paleplexion, Melody Baker was frightened, her heart pounding like a drum.


    "Mr. Baker was thrown at the front gate, he seems... he seems to have been seriously injured."


    Melody Baker and Sophie simultaneously felt weak in their legs, their faces having long since turned pale. After a while, they barely regained theirposure, "Go out and have a look."


    At the front gate of the Baker family vi, James Bakery motionless like a deted dead fish at the entrance.


    "James!"


    Melody Baker cried out in rm, rushing towards the entrance. James Baker had long lost consciousness, breathing faintly.


    "Miss Baker."


    A deep voice sounded right in front of her.


    Melody Baker looked up and realized that there was a ck Maserati parked at the entrance of the vi. As the voice sounded, the rear door of the Maserati opened, and Robert Green, wearing a ck suit and gold-rimmed sses on his nose, stepped out of the car leisurely.


    With him were two tall, burly men wearing dark sunsses, looking like bodyguards or enforcers.


    Seeing Robert Green, Melody Baker and Sophie both trembled, feeling a chill in their hearts.


    Robert Green’s presence here, and with the dying James Baker, what did this mean?


    It meant... Adam Jones knew.


    The pupils of the mother and daughter constricted in fear, facing Robert Green’s seemingly harmless yet no less benevolent face than his master, Sophie Baker swallowed and took the initiative to speak, "Assistant Baker, you... why have youe?"


    Robert Green pushed up the gold-rimmed sses on his nose, looking like a refined schr; who would have thought that the man lying lifeless before them had been crippled by him.


    "Here’s what happened, Mr. Baker did some things he shouldn’t have, crossed people he shouldn’t have angered, and someone disabled his legs. Our CEO is always keen to help, so he had me personally deliver Mr. Baker back here, for the two Miss Bakers to take good care of."


    His lips, perfectly imitating his ck-hearted boss, curled up, frightening the Baker women once more.


    "What did you say, his legs are disabled?"


    Melody Baker copsed to the ground, staring incredulously at Robert Green’s indifferent face, yet she didn’t dare to express her anger.


    Robert Green smiled warmly, yet again habitually pushing his sses up his nose, saying, "Our CEO also said that if Miss Baker is still bored, he would be very happy to help you find something to do, ensuring you’ll be too busy to meddle in other matters."


    As Robert Green spoke, the smile gradually disappeared from the corner of his mouth.


    His words, although not explicitly stated, were clearly understood by the Baker women; they grasped the implication of Robert Green’s message.


    Wasn’t Adam Jones simply warning them that if they dared to bother Elly Campbell again, they would not get away with it?


    Thinking of this, Sophie’s heart was filled with resentment. Every time!! It was always like this!!