Many people had this speculation, but due to the lack of solid evidence, it quickly faded into oblivion.
Upon hearing the news, Jeanâs expression didnât change in the slightest. Everything was within his expectations.
After waiting for a moment and seeing that Jean had not responded, Ian took the initiative to ask, âMr.
Beauvort, what should we do next?â
Jean finally spoke in a nonchalant yet questioning tone. âDid we capture anyone alive?â
âWe managed to catch a few in the chaos, but they killed themselves by swallowing a poison pill carried in their mouths, probably under orders from Bartitsu Guild. Luckily, our men reacted quickly and stopped one from doing so. So, heâs all that we have now.â
A cold expression descended upon Jeanâs face, his entire being emanating a chilling aura.
âOne is enough,â he said. âDonât worry about whatâs happening with Bartitsu Guild. Let them do as they please. You should focus on helping the Gordon family with their preparations.â
As to what that âpreparationâ was, Ian understood immediately. He nodded in acknowledgment and went off to get to work.
Before he left, he turned around and saw Shane rushing over. He greeted him, âMr. Gordon.â
Shane gave him a slight nod, then shifted his gaze toward Jean.
âI rushed over as soon as I heard from Uncle Chad that she has woken up.â
Ever since he returned, he had been constantly occupied with the affairs of the Gordon family. He was so busy that he didnât even have time to rest.
Having pulled an all-nighter, he now had dark circles under his eyes. A light stubble had sprouted on his chin, and his clothes were somewhat crumpled, making him look quite disheveled.
In truth, Jeanâs condition wasnât really much better than his.
However, not wanting Neera to worry when she woke up, he tidied himself up and changed his clothes.
So now, he looked somewhat refreshed.
âYour timing is unfortunate. She woke up for a while but is still weak and has fallen asleep again.â
Peering through the glass door into the ward, Shane couldnât quite make out the person on the bed.
âMay I go in and see her? Iâll be quiet. I wonât wake her up.â
Jean nodded slightly, entering with him.
Upon seeing Neeraâs current state, Shane caught his breath, his eyes filled with shock and heartache.
The next moment, rage ignited within his eyes.
After being cleaned up and bandaged, Neera no longer looked as disheveled. However, her swollen red cheeks, pale complexion, and the cut at the corner of her mouth were still shocking at first glance.
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Given how bad she looked, Shane couldnât imagine how much worse it was when she was first rescued.
What on earth has this poor girl been through!
He wanted to say something, but when he saw Neera in deep sleep, he closed his open mouth. He tilted his head toward Jean, and soon, they both left the hospital room, one after the other.
Upon reaching the corridor, Shane finally spoke, his voice filled with suppressed anger.
âAre the people punished at the entrance of Bartitsu Guild the ones who attacked Neera?â he asked directly.
Jean grunted in affirmation, his voice still a little hoarse.
Shane gritted his teeth and muttered, âPunishing them like that is just letting them off too easy!â
Jean knew he was dissatisfied with the outcome and immediately said, âI understand, but they are just minions. You and I know very well who the real enemy is. Donât worry. Be patient. I will never let the person whoâs really responsible go. Blood will be paid with blood.â
Jean said the last few words through his clenched teeth. They carried a bone-chilling viciousness that would make anyone shudder.
Shaneâs lips twitched slightly, but in the end, he didnât say anything else and only nodded in response.
Since there were still matters to deal with at the Gordon residence, Shane didnât linger. He waited for a while, but seeing that Neera was still not awake, he had no choice but to leave for the time being.
Adriana hadnât had a good rest for several days. Now that her mood was slightly relaxed, Chad persuaded her to sleep.
In the hospital room, Jean was alone, keeping vigil.
No matter how long he looked at Neeraâs sleeping face, he never grew tired of it.
At that moment, his phone suddenly started to vibrate.
It was a call from his father.
Somewhat surprised, he furrowed his brows immediately.
Could it be that something has happened back home?
Walking to the window, he first glanced back at Neera. Only when he was certain she was still in deep sleep and showing no signs of waking up did he answer the phone.
âDad-â He had barely greeted his father when an anxious voice came from the other end.
âJean, howâs Neera?â
The question stunned Jean. âWhy do you ask? Youâ¦â
âHey, thereâs no need to hide anything from us anymore. Your mom and I already know. We heard that something happened to the Gordon family and that Neera was injured. How is she now? Is her injury serious?â
11:55 Tue, 5 Dec B Jean was somewhat puzzled, but he suppressed his confusion and responded to the question first.
âSheâs asleep now. She woke up once in between, but her condition has stabilized. The injury⦠is quite severe, but fortunately, she has pulled through.â
Upon hearing his answer, Frederic sighed in relief. âThatâs good, thatâs good. All that matters is that sheâs fine.â
Meanwhile, Wrenn was getting impatient. Seeing Frederic saying so few words, she quickly grabbed the phone. âMove over and let me do the talking.â
She then said, âJean, I read online that Neera was seriously injured and has been hospitalized. What kind of injury is it?â
Jean answered truthfully, âHer wounds are shallow, and there are also bruises on her body and face as well. She suffered a slight concussion in the head and has a blood clot in the abdomen.â
No one knew how much he blamed himself as he spoke.
On the other side, the phone was put on speaker. Both Wrenn and Frederic were equally taken aback after hearing Jeanâs words.
They knew that Neera was injured, but they had no idea it was that bad.
The mere thought of the injuries inflicted on Neeraâs slender and graceful figure filled them with heartache, as if they were experiencing the pain themselves.
What a terrifying torment that must be!
Wrenn opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but suddenly felt a bitter sensation swelling in her throat.
The tip of her nose felt as if someone had given it a twist, causing a burning sensation in it. Tears welled up in her eyes abruptly.
She took a deep breath, but her voice still involuntarily choked up.
âDoes Neera feel any pain?â
She didnât know what to say, let alone what to do. Her mind was a blank canvas, the only thought in it was that question.
After asking, she began murmuring to herself again.
âHow could it not hurt? It must be very painful. That poor girl. She must have suffered a lotâ¦â
Listening to his motherâs sobbing, Jeanâs lips tightened slightly. In a deep voice, he said, âDonât worry, Iâm here with her. She will get better.
Then, he asked again, âBut how did you know about Neera getting hurt? Has the news reached Kingsview?â
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