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Just as William Sullivan was about to drag him over to break his hand.
Jasmine Clark stood in front of him with her arms outstretched, âStop, Brother
William.â
âMove.â
Jasmine shook her head, did not move, bit her lip and said, âI wonât let you! I know what youâre up to. You canât do this.â
Brother William, have you lost your mind? Young Master Smith is Mayor
Smithâs son. If you break his wrist, Mayor Smith wonât let this go!â
Finn Smith heard Jasmine Clark saying that William Sullivan wanted to break his left hand and his face turned pale in fear. He quickly said, quivering, ââ¦Yes, thatâs right. I am my fatherâs only son, if you break my hand, my father will definitely not let you off!â
Seeing William Sullivanâs eyes grow colder, Jasmine Clark silently scolded Finn
Smith for being stupid. But at this moment, she could only stand on Finn Smithâs side and go on, âI know that you, Brother William, are not afraid, but what about your uncle and aunt?â
âThe Sullivan Corporation is a company that your uncle and aunt have spent their lifetime building. Can you bear to watch them take any more risk at this
William Sullivanâs eyes were filled with pain! His hand, which was grabbing Finn Smithâs collar, slowly closed. He stared at Jasmine Clarkâs face and hoarsely said, âSo, I should just let him go?â
Enna Clarkâ¦
It was because of Enna Clarkâ¦
Five years ago, he went abroad because of Enna Clark. Now, he had to stand up for Enna Clark again!
Jasmine Clarkâs heart was bleeding as she said, âMy sister will understand. Moreover, my sister has a boyfriend now, doesnât she? Her boyfriend wonât just stand by and do nothing.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She remembered the man who had rushed out earlier, her fists clenched tight. On one hand, she was jealous that Enna Clark had found such a remarkable man, and on the other hand she was glad that Enna had a man. She was feeling a mix of emotions, too complicated to decipher. She had too much on her mind, she continued, âBrother William, thereâs also your grandpa. His health is not good lately, he canât handle any more shocks. For the sake of your uncle and aunt, for grandpaâs sake, let Young Master Smith goâ¦â
Although anger still lingered in William Sullivanâs eyes, his grip slowly loosened.
Seeing the opportunity, Finn Smith broke free from his restraint. Seemingly possessed, he ran out, followed by his little minions.
In the blink of an eye, only William Sullivan and Jasmine Clark were left in the large private room.
William Sullivan gave a pained look before smashing his fist on the coffee table, breaking his skin.
âBrother William!â Jasmine Clark exclaimed, hurriedly taking out a tissue to help him stop the bleeding.
However, William Sullivan seemed to not feel anything. He numbly let her help him stop the bleeding, his eyes staring blankly in the direction where Finn Smith had run off, crouching down in painâ¦
City Hospital.
A silver Maybach sped all the way and stopped at the entrance. Baron Lawrence stopped in a rush, carrying the unconscious girl inside.
He quickly reached the restricted area and kicked open the office door despite the nurseâs blockage.
âAdam Sinclair, get out here!â
In the office stood a good looking man, donned in a white coat, flirting with a pretty nurse over his desk.
When someone suddenly rushed in, the embarrassed nurse shot away from him like an electric shock.
âDr. Sinclair, Iâll leave first.â
The well-cooked duck flew off, Adam Sinclair, feeling frustrated, was about to ask what was up when he saw Enna Clark in Baron Lawrenceâs arms.
He quickly put away his playful demeanor, walked over seriously, frowned at the icy, murderous-looking man, and asked, âBaron, how did Enna get so badly hurt? You didnât abuse her, did you?â
âShut up! â
Baron Lawrenceâs thin lips were pressed into a straight line, his voice hoarse.
âCure her, now!â
Adam Sinclair had never seen him like this before. The last hint of jest on his face disappeared, he nodded and said, âFollow me..â