Chapter 558 Of Course, Iâm Conscious
Vincentâs smile immediately froze on his face. âIf someone didnât know better, theyâd think you were some sort of gangster
talking to me in that tone.â
As Vincent complained, he dutifully conducted a thorough examination of Charlotte.
Half an hour later, with a grave expression, Vincent looked at Joe. âShe was injected with a new drug with an extremely
high purity level. If she were to complete that entire dose⦠Iâm afraid it could ruin her.â
After hearing Vincentâs words, a surge of violent emotion grew in Joe again. If it werenât for the timing not being right, he
would have almost wanted to rush and strangle that woman, Lisa.
Seeing the change in Joeâs expression, Vincent quickly shrunk his neck and hurriedly increased the distance between him
and Joe. âCan you not always resort to thoughts of killing? Do you really think youâre the kingpin of a gang?â
Observing Joeâs increasingly unpleasant demeanor, he hastened to explain, âI meant if she were to complete the entire
dose! But didnât she withdraw her hand in time? Although it has certain effects on the body, it wonât lead to addiction or leave any other lasting consequences. You can rest assured.â
Finishing his words, he took a detoxifier from the medicine box and injected it into Charlotte. Then, he methodically
packed up his medicine kit and said mysteriously, âSheâs fine for now, but the situation tonight might not be favorable. So,
you must stay by her bedside and fulfill all her requests.â
Vincentâs words sounded odd, and Joe furrowed his brows as he glanced at him. âIf you canât speak, I wouldnât mind
tossing you to Africa for a few more years of learning.â
Vincent sneered, âNext time, donât urgently ask me to come over like this! I wonât cater to you anymore!
Not valuing my
good intentionsâ¦â
After that, he packed up his things and left angrily.
Enter titleâ¦
Although Joe didnât fully trust Vincentâs character, he had great faith in his medical ethics. Since he said Charlotte was all
right, Joe let out a slight sigh of relief.
However, at this moment, Charlotteâs misty eyes fluttered open. Her gaze locked onto Joe precisely, and she extended a
hand towards him, saying, âHold meâ¦â
Joe had a faint feeling that something was off, but at this point, he assumed that Charlotte wasnât feeling well, which was
why she seemed a bit more delicate.
He reached out and took Charlotteâs hand, pulling her into his embrace. He asked with concern, âDoes this make you feel
more comfortable?â
Suddenly, Charlotte lifted her head, her eyes misty as they met Joeâs gaze, and she let out a soft laugh.
âYouâre so
handsome.â
Joe now sensed that something was amiss. He held onto Charlotteâs shoulders with both hands, trying to assess her
condition.
But at this moment, Charlotte was like a boneless and soft cat. She effortlessly slipped from his grasp and nestled herself against his chest. Her voice was alluring, âDo you think Iâm beautiful?â
âOf course, youâre beautiful,â Joe answered absentmindedly, replying with a few words while his hand reached out to find
his phone.
However, before his hand reached the phone, it brushed against a patch of delicate and smooth skin.
He glanced down and realized that Charlotteâs skirt had somehow ridden up her thighs, revealing a breathtaking expanse
of beauty.
âAre you conscious, or is this unintentional?â Joe stared at the Charlotte before him, his voice deep and husky.
Charlotte innocently looked up at him, her expression puzzled. âOf course, Iâm conscious. Why else would I be holding
onto you?â
A tumult of emotions surged in Joeâs profound gaze. He reached out, pinching Charlotteâs chin, and lowered his head to
kiss her