Chapter 162 Darlene Will Die Too
Andrew immediately stood up, and as he anxiously walked out with his cane, he instructed the
bodyguards in the room, âWatch over her. Donât let her get out of this
door.
âIsnât she hoping to live a good life with another man? If something were to happen to Avery today, I
would let her die here today!â
After he finished speaking, he left the lounge and slammed the door behind him.
When he arrived outside the emergency room of another hospital building, a doctor in the emergency
room hurriedly sent out a critically ill notification.
The doctor saw that Andrew was obviously unwilling to look at it or accept it, so he could only briefly
explain the situation, âMr. Andrew, Mr. Gallard has been suffocated
in the elevator for too long.
âAt present, the preliminary diagnosis is that his brain has most likely suffered irreversible damage. The
brain is the most important organ. Once it is damaged, the consequences are unpredictable.â
Andrew stared at the door of the emergency room behind the doctor with a cold face. âI wonât sign this
thing. Donât even think about it. Take it away. No matter what, you must
save him!â
The doctor continued helplessly, âSir, the situation is urgent now. We canât afford to
delay. Please calm down first.â
If he could survive, the consequences would be a reduction in IQ, the loss of selfâcare ability, paralysis,
and psychological problemsâ¦
And these were all under the premise that he could successfully survive and be rescued.
He handed the list to Andrew again. âThese are the worst possible situations. Before we officially begin
the rescue operation, we must tell you all of these. You sign it to show that you know and understand.
âIf you donât sign it, Iâm sorry, we canât take such a big risk and responsibility. The rescue operationâ¦
canât be carried out.
Andrew looked at the doctor in anger, but he had no choice. Right now,
the most
important thing was to rescue Avery. As for the responsibility of the hospital, he could. only wait until later
to deal with it.
He took the list and signed it with a pen. For so many years, his hands had never trembled so much.
His grandson was only thirty years old. He would never allow or accept any accidents.
But now, standing outside the emergency room, he had no choice but to sign.
The doctor took the list and quickly returned to the emergency room. The door of the emergency room
was closed again, leaving only the bright red words ârescue in the emergency roomâ outside.
Andrew clenched the cane in his hand hard. Sandra, Owen, and Katrina quickly rushed
over.
There were already enough people guarding. They couldnât enter the emergency room. and couldnât do
anything even if they stood outside.
Andrew thought of Darlene, who was still in the lounge. His grandson was already like this. How could
that woman be fine after hurting him?
He was forced to sign the critically ill notification by the doctor with anger. He held his cane and quickly
turned around to leave.
Rachel immediately followed him and heard Andrew say in a deep voice, âBring Nigel
along.â
Katrina and Sandra sat outside the emergency room. Seeing that Andrew had gone far away, Katrina
whispered, âIâm afraid that Darlene will suffer.â
Sandra immediately looked at her with a reproachful look, telling her not to speak
casually in such a place.
Andrew returned to the lounge that Darlene was in. Rachel dragged Nigel over.
A bodyguard came over to remind him, âMr. Gallard, Gustave found that Ms. Garcia was missing and
was looking for her in the hospital. He is still looking for her in the
previous hospital building. I am afraid he will find her soon.â
Andrew sneered. It was probably too late by the time he came over.
He walked in and asked the bodyguard to press Nigel to the ground. He looked at Darlene coldly. âI want
to see how long you can deny it. Do you dare to say that you really did not do this to Avery?â
Darleneâs gaze became uneasy when she saw Nigel being dragged in.
She was anxious to walk to Nigel. âI said it has nothing to do with me. Let my brother
Donât go. I donât owe the Gallard family anything these years.
go too far!â
Andrew winked. The bodyguard immediately kicked Nigel. Nigel trembled in pain, but he still forced
himself to say, âDarlene, donât be afraid of them. Iâm fine.â
Andrew laughed sarcastically, âThe hospital has already sent the news. Averyâs condition is not good. I
think it is within your expectations. It is fine if you donât admit it. It just depends on whether you care
about your younger brotherâs life or not.â
As he spoke, he grabbed a fruit knife from the coffee table and threw it at Nigelâs feet.
But it hurt him.
The bodyguard immediately crouched down and picked up the knife. He placed the knife against Nigelâs
pale face and patted it.
Darlene sobbed as she struggled to break free from the bodyguard who had restrained her and pounced
on Nigel to protect him.
âHe is only an underage child. You are really beasts!â
Andrew said coldly, âCheck her mobile phone. I donât have time to waste here.â
The bodyguard pulled Darlene up and searched carefully in her pocket. Then he looked
at Andrew. âSir, no.â
Darlene struggled to remember that when they left the court, Gustave had carried her to the hospital and
placed her phone, which had almost fallen out of her bag, into his
pocket.
When she came to the hospital, her mind was a mess. Her phone should still be in Gustaveâs pocket.
Andrew believed that she had hidden her phone, so he stood up and turned around. âIt canât be. Search
her clothes from top to bottom.â
The bodyguard directly pulled off Darleneâs coat. Her clothes were torn, and Darleneâs
eyes were red. Her loose hair also became a mess.
Unable to find the phone on her body, the bodyguard turned around and pressed the knife toward Nigel.
The manâs voice was indifferent. âMs. Garcia, think about it clearly. Who exactly did you order to do it in
the elevator? Do you really want to hide it?â
The knife was pressed against Nigelâs neck. Darlene was filled with despair. âDonât touch my brother. I
really donât have a phone with me. Trust me. I really donât have itâ¦â
Just as she struggled, her body fell to the ground.
Seeing that something was about to happen to Nigel, she forced herself to get up and stumbled towards
Nigel.
Her vision gradually became blurry. The more she wanted to hold on, the weaker she
became.
Her body swayed for a moment, and she finally could not stand firm. She fell toward the
sofa, and her forehead slammed into the corner of the sofa.
The door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open, and the light from the camera shone over, followed
by the sound of taking a few photos.
A sarcastic voice came in. âIt turns out that Mr. Gallard, who is highly respected, is so ruthless.
Immediately release the photos and videos and let the people outside see who he really is.â