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Chapter 971

    Chapter 971


    The maid scrambled away in a panic, tears streaming down her face.


    Even Nate, who rushed in upon hearing themotion, was rooted to the spot, stunned by Mr.


    Harper’s roar.


    Having worked for Mr. Harper for many years, Nate knew that even when a long-anticipated


    business deal was clinched or a thorny issue resolved, Mr. Harper’s demeanor would at most soften


    a bit. Even when a long-term project failed, what you got was a colder expression on his handsome


    face, as he calmly and steadily identified, addressed, and solved the issue.


    Nate also knew that Ms. Chloe’s presence greatly influenced Mr. Harper’s mood swings. But now, it


    seemed he had underestimated the situation. In Mr. Harper’s mind, Ms. Chloe had now be a


    terrifying entity.


    When this just happened, Nate was on pins and needles. He worried that Mr. Harper, torn between


    irresistible kinship and Ms. Chloe, would be trapped in a dilemma.


    But now, a chill rose in Nate’s heart. Ivan’s prospects looked grim. The upheaval in the Harper


    family…. might have just kicked off earlier than expected.


    Chloe’s eyshes quivered in fear at Damon’s roar.


    Noticing Chloe’s fear, Damon’s face softened instantly with remorse. He reached out to stroke her


    hair, his voice dropping to a husky murmur, “I’m sorry…”


    Chloe stared at him; her hand half raised to touch his stem yet gentle gaze before it changed


    course to grab his sleeve.


    “I didn’t let him…….”


    Seeing the bruises on her body, Damon clenched his lips. Noticing Seeing his reaction and silence,


    Chloe’s eyes narrowed and she hesitated whether to tighten her grip or let go of his sleeve.


    “Don’t you trust me?”


    “I do. I never doubted you.”


    His voice was cool and his hand drifted from her hair to her temple, touching her skin. Chloe’s eyes


    zed over and she subtly moved her cheek away from Damon’s palm.


    She watched Damon’s face intently, only rxing when she was sure there was no suspicion in his


    expression.


    “Um, I didn’t…otherwise… you wouldn’t see me again.”


    Losing the right to be by his side, she wouldn’t choose to survive.


    Damon’s eyes narrowed slightly.


    A maid thoughtfully called for a female doctor.


    Upon seeing Chloe’s disheveled state, the doctor was taken aback. She treated Chloe’s foot


    injuries, her anxious expression finally easing a bit.


    “The most severe injuries are the flesh wounds on both feet. Other wounds on the body seem to be


    caused by struggle and collision. You’re also running a slight fever right now. You need to rest well”


    The doctor left some topical medication before departing


    Damon bent down to lift Chloe.


    At that moment, Nate’s phone rang. It was Freya from the hospital. The ambnce had arrived at


    the hospital, and the doctors were waiting, but no one dared to operate on Ivan.


    Nate leaned against the door of the emergency room, hands in his pockets, eyeing the unconscious


    Ivan. His casual expression belied a gloomy and cunning smile.


    Even though the ambnce was here, whether the patient could be saved was another story.


    The hallway outside the emergency room was off-limits to bystanders. Apart from the families of


    other patients waiting in the waiting area, few people came here. The long hallway seemed endless,


    and the strange situation here drew the attention of the other patients’ families. Even though there


    was a patient in the ambnce, the hospital’s most authoritative doctors were lined up waiting, but


    they showed no intention of saving the patient.


    How brutal. It was like being lost in the desert, a dying traveler who could see life-saving water but


    couldn’t drink it


    Presley couldn’te to the hospital due to his health condition, and he couldn’t get through on the


    phone.


    Of course, Presley couldn’t be allowed to meddle in this matter. All calls were redirected elsewhere


    Having worked alongside Damon for many years, Nate was naturally adept at handling such


    matters


    Damon’s spection earlier wasn’t entirely baseless. Ivan was Presley’s grandson, sharing a


    bloodline with Damon and Nathan Presley’s stance between Chloe and Ivan goes without saying


    But what Damon intended to do, he would ignore all obstacles Including Presley


    As for the consequences Damon was not one to dodge his responsibilities


    Damon took the phone that Nate handed him. Although he had no intention of answering, he picked


    up after Chloe rejecting his embrace.


    “What is it?” His voice was cold


    “Damon, I beg you, let the hospital operate on Ivan, please. Damon, he’s your cousin… You can’t let


    him die like this..


    “Ivan trespassed into my house and crossed the line. As the head of the household, he broke the


    rules and challenged my authority. As a man, he almost touched my woman, provoking my dignity.


    Tell me, why should I save him?” Damon’s voice was so cold it sent chills down your spine.


    “But Damon, he’s your cousin… At least for that reason, you can’t let him die…” This was Freya’s


    desperate plea.


    “Don’t use that as a reason to persuade me. It only makes me want to deal with him more.”


    Freya was stunned, her face filled with horror, “Damon, Damon…”


    She fell to her knees, only able to repeat Damon’s name over and over again, but Damon had


    already hung up. Percy trashed the dean’s office, but it didn’t change the dean’s attitude. When he


    learned that Freya had been rejected by Damon again, his face turned purple with rage.


    “Percy… go find Presley, he definitely wouldn’t stand by and do nothing! Damon is a madman. He’s


    crazy…” All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.
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