Chapter 156

Chapter 156: Do you want me to let him go?

Alva looked over and went to get it.

Jackson said, “Don’t move.”

Put the spoon in the bowl, take the phone, look at the screen.

After seeing the name on the screen, he handed the phone to Alva, “Old Mr. Callahan’s number.”

Alva took the phone, smiled and said, “Do you have to check my phone now?”

Jackson looked at her, “Do you mind?”

His eyes were deep.

Alva shook her head, “I don’t mind.”

Because she knew he was afraid that Uriah would hurt her.

Alva answered the phone, “Master.”

“Alva, I finally got through to you.”

Callahan’s voice came, with vicissitudes, powerlessness, and apologies.

Alva said, “Master, I’m sorry.”

Jackson had told her that Ronan had been taken to the police station and Callahan had gone to the police station to assist in the investigation.

That said, the crimes Ronan could face would be another blow for Callahan.

She didn’t want to give the old man a blow, but Ronan’s cooking had violated the bottom line of life, and he needed to be punished.

“I’m the one who should say sorry, I’m sorry to you, I didn’t expect that beast to do such a thing!”

Alva gripped her phone tightly.

If it weren’t for Uriah today, she would really be ruined.

Looking back now, she was still scared.

“Alva, I’m sorry, it’s my godson who has no way.”

“It doesn’t matter, you are a good person, I know.”

“And some things are hard to say. If I hadn’t come to you to learn Embroidery, I wouldn’t have encountered what happened today. It’s also my own reason. I don’t blame you.”

Only when there is a cause can there be a result.

To trace it back to the source, it was her own fault.

But now that things have come to this point, it’s no use blaming anyone.

“Hey, I…”

Callahan suddenly vomited.

Alva listened to his hesitant voice and curled up her fingers. “You can just say what you want.”

“I… do you have time tomorrow? I want to see you.”

Alva looked out of the window at night, her eyelashes moved, and she said, “Yes, it’s just that I’m in the hospital now and can’t be discharged for the time being.”

“Hospital?”

“Yes, don’t worry, it’s nothing serious.”

“Which hospital?”

“bridge Hospital.

”

“I’ll see you tomorrow morning!”

“Okay.”

Hanging up the phone, Alva frowned.

Seeing her expression, Jackson took the phone and put it on the bedside table, looking at her, “What’s wrong?”

Alva raised her head and looked ahead, her bright eyes dyed dark.

“Old Mr. Zack is coming to see me tomorrow, but I think he came to see me to let Ronan go.”

Ronan knew about Callahan’s son, Jackson.

He put the bowl on the bedside table with a serious expression, “No!”

This kind of person has no bottom line as a human being. Forgiving him will only make him worse!

Alva smiled bitterly, “I don’t want to, but Old Mr. Zack taught me Embroidery and gave me the secret of Embroidery. He is my master.”

The apprentice sent the master’s son to the police station and even locked him up for the rest of his life.

Which master can endure it?

Jackson held her hand, “Return the Embroidery secret to Old Mr. Callahan, and never go backwards in Ronan’s matter.”

He didn’t want to vent his anger for Alva, but this kind of thing couldn’t be backed down.

Alva lowered her eyes. “Let me think.”

Early the next morning, Callahan came to the ward with fruit and nutrition.

Alva saw him, got out of bed, “Master.”

Callahan hurriedly came over and held her down, “Don’t move, lie on the bed!”

Alva smiled and said, “It’s okay, a little injury.”

“Little Shang’s face is so white?”

Alva looked really bad and was visibly thinner.

Callahan repented.

Jackson took a stool and put it behind him, “Old Mr. Zack, sit.”

Callahan nodded, “Thank you.”

Sit down.