Chapter <b>424 </b>


    Mnie’s fingertips were pale from how tightly they were curled up. The smell of disinfectarft permeated the hospital ward, and each breath felt like a weight on her chest.


    She avoided meeting Eugene’s gaze. She did not want her frustration to be too obvious. Eugene was too smart, and she could not hide anything from him.


    ncing at Peachie’s IV drip, Mnie muttered some things before grabbing her bag and preparing to leave.


    Vi looked at her. “Mnie, where are you going?”


    Mnie replied, “To the hotel.” She then left without looking back.


    Vi frowned and then looked at Peachie, who was lying in bed. She sighed helplessly and whispered to Eugene, “Eugene, wait for me here. I’ll go check on Mnie. She must be angry.”


    Once outside the ward, Mnie’s emotions finally settled. She knew finding evidence implicating Vi and Dn would be difficult given Vi’s provocative attitude.


    However, if Vi had indeed been whispering into George’s and Dn’s ears, then she was indirectly the cause of her grandfather’s suffering. Mnie could not let that go so easily.


    Lost in her thoughts, Mnie failed to notice the person following her.


    It was not until she exited the hospital and reached a nearby alley did Mnie hear eerieughter behind her. “You’re George’s daughter, right?”


    She halted and turned around, only to see the thugs she had encountered at the branch office not far behind her.


    Mnie was immediately on her guard while still maintaining her calm. She took two steps back and said, “You’ve got the wrong person.


    One of them had a phone and wasparing Mnie’s features with a photo. He then threw the phone in front of her. “Dare you say the person in the photo isn’t you?”


    On the phone was unmistakably a photo of Mnie. It was taken surreptitiously at a hospital in Jepton.


    The guy had a sly look. He had tanned skin and wore arge gold chain around his neck. His gaze on Mnie was malicious.


    “We’re your dad’s friends. He said his daughter is doing well, so how about you show some respect and give us some money? That shouldn’t be a problem, right?”


    These men looked to be roughly the same age as George, but they exuded a more streetwise savviness. They were clearly ustomed to a life outside the mainstream.


    Disgust marred Mnie’s features at the mention of the man. “I have no rtion to him. You’ve got the wrong person.”


    “Wrong person? We’ve been waiting at that crappypany every day. That old turtle swore his son–inw was wealthy and told us to look to him for money, but we haven’t seen a dine.


    “Anyway, you’re his daughter. Showing some filial piety won’t hurt.”


    The guy was about to reach out and grab Mnie when she suddenly raised her voice. “You think I won’t I’ll call the police?”


    “Sure, go ahead and call them.” One of them even whistled mockingly.


    Cornered right out of the hospital, Mnie’s mind raced for an escape n. They were at the mouth of an alley now, and on the other side was a ce selling things. However, it was separated by a busy road.


    As Mnie was contemting her next move, a yelp came from behind them. She sharply turned around to see Vi standing not far from the alley, her face filled with terror. A ck cat was by her feet, but it quickly scurried away as everyone’s attention shifted to it.


    Only a pale–faced Vi remained. She was frozen in ce, staring anxiously at Mnie.


    Feeling genuinely rmed, Vi took a couple of steps back as if trying to make a run for it.


    With a stern expression, Mnie was about to speak up when the young thug next to her quickly ran past her and grabbed Vi’s arm. He pulled her back.


    Smirking, he said, “I just saw these two together. Perfect timing.”


    Terrified and panicked, Vi had no choice and instinctively grabbed Mnie’s hand. In a trembling voice, she said, “Mnie, please tell them that I’m just here for a business trip I don’t know anything.”