<b>Chapter </b><b>844 </b>
Unlike the other callous second–generation heirs, Eugene’s aura was clearly sharper and more oppressive. He was someone with real influence,
After Timothy froze up, Eugene finally turned to Mnie and Merry<i>, </i>Both of them were crying
<b>The </b>coldness on Eugene’s face dissipated. He reached out to unbuckle Merry’s seatbelt and bent down to carry her out.
However, Mnie was faster than him. She hugged Merry first, her eyes still red and filled with tears, She whispered, “Can you help me?”
The moment she saw Merry, her legs went weak. She could not exert any strength,
Eugene held her shoulders firmly and helped her up,
The rich young heirs looked at each <b>other</b><b>, </b><b>not </b>daring to speak until a furious voice broke the silence<i>, </i>
“You fuckers! I was nice enough to you, yet <b>you </b>take <b>me </b>for granted!” Timothy suddenly straightened up and rushed at them fiercely. Mnie even saw a sh of metal in his hand.
Almost subconsciously, she pulled Merry closer to her chest.
A figure jumped in front of her, shielding her with his body- then<b>, </b>amidst a chorus of panicked screams, the figure in front of her trembled.
The faint smell of blood began to permeate the air…
Timothy’s knife had struck Eugene in the right side of his back. It had not hurt his vitals, but there was a lot of blood.
By the time they arrived at the hospital, he looked deathly pale. <b>It </b>was the first time Mnie had seen
him so weak.
When Timothy lunged at them with the knife, he had taken Mnie and Merry into his arms<b>, </b>blocking Timothy’s attack with his body.
Mnie sat outside the ward. She had taken Merry for a checkup, and nothing was wrong with her. Now<b>, </b>the baby slept soundly in her arms.
On the other hand, Mnie stared into space nkly with Merry in her arms.
Eugene was in the ward, but she did not know if she should go in.
Ste had rushed over to the hospital. When she saw Mnie, she cursed under her breath and went straight into the ward, mming the door behind her.
Yvonne said worriedly<b>, </b>“Why don’t <b>you </b>go back first? Merry has had a rough day<b>, </b><b>too</b>. You should
head back and rest.”
To be honest, she had been surprised when Eugene had taken the knife for Mnie today.
She could see how shaken Mnie was, but she did not know how tofort her.
Mnie thought Yvonne had a point. Her mind was a mess right now<b>, </b>so it may <b>not </b>be <b>a </b>good idea for her to stay here.
Timothy had stabbed Eugene, and the Scotts refused to settle no matter what.
After all, they were in Jepton. No matter how carefree Timothy was <b>in </b>Nava, his influence could not hold a candle to the Scotts here.
Besides, Timothy had dabbled in some drugs before joining the race. Even if the Harmons wanted to bail him out, it would not be easy.
Mnie did not visit for the first three days of Eugene’s hospitalization. On Friday, Eugene finally reached out to her on his own.
His voice still sounded weak over the phone. “I thought you’d gone back to Nava.”