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Chapter 1692

    Chapter 1692


    Last night, Horace had only left his cell number, so when Steward reached out, he was taken aback.


    Had the boss been right? Were they reallying to them?


    After that, he hurriedly called his boss, "Boss, they’ve set up a meeting at Pnski Hospital for ten


    o''clock this morning."


    Pnski Hospital was a well-known private medical center in Belloria, where every tick of the clock


    cost a pretty penny.


    "Tell them, I''ll take that ind for 5 million."


    "5 million?" Horace was stunned by the boss''s hard bargaining. They had originally agreed to 40


    million, and now they were down by 35 million. Would he get his head chopped off when he ryed


    this?


    "Don''t worry, just say it."


    It was hard for Horace not to worry; after all, they were dealing with Sean, the infamous Sean of


    Belloria. In the end, he conveyed the message, and they only agreed to discuss it at the hospital.


    On the drive to the hospital with Arabe, Horace was still anxious, "Boss, do you think they might set a


    trap for us, snatch me up as a hostage, and then threaten you to buy the ind for 70 or 80 million to


    save me?"


    After all, it wasn''t just about Sean; no ordinary person would discount an ind by 5 million. At the very


    least, it would be 10 or 20 million.


    "Scared?" Arabe teased with a yful smirk, looking at his wimpy demeanor.


    "Scared? Not me." Horace said with ack of confidence as he drove, "My life isn''t worth much anyway,


    Boss. Your herbs can save many more lives. When the timees, don''t worry about me; even if they


    put a knife to my throat, you must not give in. You have to secure that ind."


    "Okay."


    Seeing how readily Arabe agreed left Horace bewildered. Had he heard wrong? Was the boss really


    nning to give him up??


    At that moment, he saw Arabe’s lips curl into a smile, and he knew the boss was just joking around.


    The boss had changed, bing more and more yful.


    "Don''t worry; his life is in my hands. Until the surgery is done, they won’t dare touch you."


    Horace knew he could count on the boss, "And after the surgery?"


    "I’ll get you out."


    Horace was moved once again. With such a great boss, he wouldy down his life in any emergency to


    ensure the boss got away first.


    They arrived at the hospital. Sean was already waiting in the VIP ward.


    As Horace followed his boss into the room, he saw Steward and a dozen of his men on high alert, wary


    of their every move.


    "You really are full of surprises, daring to pull a fast one right in front of me," Sean said from his hospital


    bed, exuding an air of menacing nonchnce despite his pale lips.


    Arabe remained cool and collected, "You’re naturally suspicious. I had no choice but to slip the drug


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    "You were sure I''d swap with you?"


    "Yes."


    Steward, who was standing aside, was utterly shocked. He hadn''t expected it was really this girl who


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    How had she dared to do that? Despite the many eyes watchingst night, she had uncorked and


    poured the drink in one fluid motion, and even upon reflection, Steward couldn''t pinpoint when she had


    slipped the drug into the drink.


    This youngdy was truly inscrutable. Sean smirked roguishly, intrigued by her, "Weren’t you afraid of


    drinking that ss yourself?"


    "I have the antidote."


    Sean chuckled again, impressed by the young woman''s audacity.


    "So, now you want to buy the ind from me for 5 million?" Sean''s gaze settled on her.
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