Chapter 1279
Arabe entered the hospital, making her way to the surgery level, and retrieved her first aid kit from
the locker room. She then took the elevator up to the VIP floor to check on her grandfather.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, she sensed something was off.
The hallway was eerily quiet with no one in sight, and a faint scent ofvender lingered in the air.
She immediately grabbed a piece of mint candy from her bag, unwrapped it, and let it dissolve in her
mouth before cautiously moving forward.
The nurses at the reception desk were all slumped over, seemingly asleep.
Arriving at her grandfather''s room, she peered through the room''s small window and saw a person
injecting an unknown substance into her grandfather''s arm.
Swiftly kicking the door open, Arabe lunged at the intruder.
The person was quick to respond, blocking her attack.
Under the faint moonlight, Arabe recognized the man. It was Mr. Elliot!
She had not expected to bump into Mr. Elliot, her uncle''s right-hand man, in such a situation.
"Well, since you''ve asked for it, you can keep your grandfatherpany in the afterlife!” Mr. Elliot
quickly pulled out a small knife and lunged at Arabe.
Arabe easily sidestepped the attack, utterly shocked that Mr. Elliot, her uncle''s trusted aide, had such
a hidden side!
"Who are you, really? What did you inject into my grandfather?"
“You can ask him in the underworld!"
Mr. Elliot was incredibly skilled, and Arabe found it hard to believe that a man in his sixties or
seventies could move with such agility.
His strength was also superior to others his age. Just one of his blows carried enough force for
Arabe to feel the sharp wind it created.
Seeing that Mr. Elliot was not going to speak, Arabe decided to take action.
In the dimly lit room, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, watching the agile girl who seemed
to be fighting off the intruder.
Just as he was about to get a closer look, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Grandpa. Arabe turned around to see that Darren seemed to be poisoned.
Seeing that he couldn''t ovee Arabe, Mr. Elliot decided to aim his knife at Darren.
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Arabe quickly pulled the bed towards herself, providing Mr. Elliot with an opportunity to escape via
the balcony.
"Grandpa.
Arabe had no intention of giving chase. cing her slender fingers on Darren''s wrist, she could tell
he was severely poisoned.
Bard was quietly waiting in the car.
As time ticked by and Arabe did not return, he considered calling her. Suddenly, he realized he did
not have her number.
It was an oversight on his part. He should have saved her number right from the start.
Exiting the car, he headed towards the hospital''s ward. As soon as he reached the VIP floor, a few
nurses rushed towards him, crying and trying to exin what had happened.
"Speak one at a time. No need to rush." Bard could barely understand what they were trying to say
through their wailing.
"We have no idea what happened. All of a sudden, we felt very sleepy. When we woke up, we realized
something had happened to the patient."
Hearing that his father was in trouble, Bard immediately rushed towards the room. The door was wide
open, and he saw Arabe administering an injection to Darren, who soon coughed up a mouthful of
blood.
The room was a mess, clearly indicating that a fight had taken ce.
"Be, what happened?" Bard hurriedly asked.
"Uncle Bard, Mr. Elliot who you left to take care of Grandpa is not who you think he is.” Arabe
exined the situation to her uncle.
Bard could hardly believe that Mr. Elliot, who had been a faithful servant to their family for years, could
do such a thing.
Why would he harm his father?
Who was behind this?