Chapter 590 - Flames of Revenge
The Formidable Son-In-Law: The Charismatic Lucas Gray
Lance frowned and blatantly refused without almost any hesitation, âNo, I know you want Lucas Gray dead, but you canât touch him!â
He glared at Moses coldly, âYou should also know that he isnât an ordinary person. Putting aside his relationship with the Huttons from DC, he came to the Kingstonsâ a few days ago to kick up a huge ruckus, killed our people, and put the Kingstons to shame. Why do you think I let him off in the end?
âLetâs not talk about his connections and relationship to the Coles, as well as the other wealthy or powerful families in Orange County and LA. His combat abilities alone are overpowering. What do you think we can do to him? I reckon you havenât forgotten how Scarface, our top expert, got killed by him without even getting the chance to put up a fight!â
Moses said indignantly, âNo matter how good his reflexes and combat skills are, heâs still just one person! We can hire a top expert, or maybe we donât even have to fight with him openly. We can assassinate him, poison him, or take hostagesâ¦â
âEnough!â
Before he could finish, Moses shouted to interrupt him.
âWhat you said may indeed work, but thereâs also a high probability of failing outright! Once you provoke him but end up failing to kill him, all the Kingstons will be exterminated! Our current feud is not fundamentally irreconcilable. Do you want all of us to die together with Marc?â
Moses stared at his father for several seconds before suddenly saying with a mirthless smile, âI get it. You just think it isnât worth going against Lucas Gray for Marcâs sake!â
With a sarcastic smirk, he turned around to leave without saying anything else.
Since you wonât help him take revenge, Iâll do it personally as his father!
Moses strode away with maniacal hatred burning in his eyes.
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In the hospital in Orange Countyâ¦
After giving William an acupuncture session as usual, Maddy put away all the gold needles.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Cheyenne looked at her fatherâs still tightly shut eyes and couldnât help asking worriedly, âItâs already the third day of treatment. When will my dad wake up?â
Maddy knew that Cheyenne was worried about William and not questioning her medical skills because Cheyenne would subconsciously ask her this question almost every single time after every treatment session.
She said with a confident smile, âDonât worry. According to his pulse and the data from various instruments, the level of activity in Uncle Williamâs body and neural circuits have improved significantly. Heâll probably wake up in the next two days.â
âUh, we still have to wait another two days?â Cheyenne felt slightly dejected, but she soon realized that her words seemed wrong.
She smiled. âLook at me. I had a slip of the tongue once I got anxious! Actually, Iâm really happy. If not for your incredible medical skills, Maddy, my dadâs condition would be much worse than it is now. He might have never woken up again in this lifetime. We just have to wait for two days, and yet Iâm saying that itâs too slow. It seems Iâm too greedy!â
Lucas smiled faintly. âYouâre just too worried about Williamâs condition. People often say that a day feels like a year when youâre waiting. If you consider it like this, you still have to wait for almost two years, so of course youâd be a little impatient!â
âHaha, thatâs true.â Cheyenne spit out her tongue embarrassedly.
Maddy laughed along and winked at Lucas.
It was rare to see Lucas coaxing his wife!
The three of them seemed rather relaxed, but Karen could only laugh awkwardly, almost unable to hide her fear and horror.
Two days. I only have two days left!
And within those two days, William might wake up anytime. This is the most terrifying thing!
Now, she was spending every single hour looking for an opportunity to get rid of William, this ticking time bomb. Unfortunately, she couldnât find any opportunity to do so.
Yesterday, she had easily created an opportunity for herself by making Cheyenne slip into a deep slumber with sleeping pills. But that accident suddenly happened just as she was about to take action.
Fortunately for her, the hitman Justin hired had hindered her plan and even got caught by Lucas. Otherwise, she would have been the one caught!
Karen spent the entire day brainstorming about what other solutions she could use, but she hadnât been able to find any. She was so vexed that she almost pulled all her hair out.
At this moment, Maddy suddenly asked Lucas, âOh, right, didnât you say previously that your friendâs mother is also staying in this hospital due to kidney failure and that youâd like for me to take a look at her condition?â
She was referring to Graceâs mother, whom Lucas had mentioned to her in the last two days.
Lucas nodded. âThatâs right. Her mother just had a kidney transplant a short while ago, but sheâs feeling very feeble now, and her recovery isnât going too well. So Iâd like for you to help take a look and see if you can think of a way to help her get better.â
âOh, she just had a kidney transplant? The likely reason for her unideal recovery is tissue rejection or other inflammatory reactions. Okay, Iâd better go take a look at the patientâs condition before considering anything else!â Maddy said readily.
Lucas looked at Maddy gratefully. âThank you very much, Maddy! Iâll take you to her ward right now.â
Then Lucas explained to Cheyenne what he was going to do with Maddy, and then he brought Maddy to Graceâs motherâs ward.
All of a sudden, Cheyenne and Karen were the only ones left in the ward.
Opportunity!
This was the only word running through Karenâs mind as she quickly thought about how she should take action.
Of course, the first step was to get Cheyenne out of the ward.
If she directly instructed Cheyenne to leave to do something, Cheyenne would probably be immediately alarmed, so she could only think of another solution.
After thinking about it, she suddenly walked toward Cheyenne and placed peeled pistachios in front of her.
âI remember you used to like eating these things. I didnât have anything to do just now, so I de-shelled them for you. Eat up!â she said with a look of love.
Cheyenne glanced at her with a subtle gaze in her eyes. After a while, she said, âMom, you and Charlotte are the ones who like eating nuts. Iâve never liked them.â
âUh⦠Oh, is that so? I might have remembered wrongly then. Iâm sorry, Cheyenne!â Karen said awkwardly.
She rarely paid attention to what Cheyenne actually liked or disliked. Besides, Cheyenne would always happily accept all the things she gave her, so Karen didnât know that she didnât like it at all.
In fact, Karen didnât actually de-shell the pistachios for Cheyenne.
She was so nervous just now that she had subconsciously deshelled them mechanically non-stop without remembering to eat them.
She had wanted to use this to please Cheyenne but to no avail. It was a huge mistake!