Chapter 1073

Suddenly, the door of the room was kicked open violently.

The person who came in was none other than Frank, a distant relative

of Cecelia.

Charlotte had just been focusing on herself and did not hear that

someone had broken in downstairs.

Frank heard the sound from the second floor, broke into the bathroom,

and saw Charlotte holding a towel for some dubious reason. And then

when he saw Cecelia was now in a pool of blood, he did not even think

for an extra second and rushed forward, swatting away Charlotte.

"Ah!" Charlotte was caught off guard and was thrown hard into the

corner by Frank. Her body hit the cold hard tiles and the bones all over

her body hurt like they were cracking.

Frank could not care less about Charlotte, and he was loyal to Cecelia

alone. Just now Cecelia sent him an emergency alarm signal for help,

indicating that Cecelia was facing a life-threatening situation.

Whether it was Charlotte or Otis in front of him, no one could stop him

from taking Cecelia away.

Frank stepped forward and saw that Cecelia was bleeding from the

back of her head. He hurriedly pulled down a towel from the side, tore it

open, and wrapped it around Cecelia's head tightly.

Immediately after, he picked up Cecelia horizontally.

“I, I just tried to stop mommy's bleeding with a towel ..." Charlotte

panicked and tried to explain.

It's over. It's over. Why did Frank barge in?

Charlotte struggled to get up from the floor and she went up and tugged

Frank, "I'll go with you. Mom just slipped and fell in the bathroom by

accident.”

She didn't want to let Cecelia out of her sight.

She wanted to know whether Cecelia would be alive or dead.

She definitely did not have the ability to deal with Frank, who was one

of the best in the military, and as far as she knew, even Eugene was

not a match for Frank at all.

"Fuck off." Frank swatted Charlotte away again, unceremoniously.

It seemed to him that Charlotte was clearly about to commit murder on

Cecelia just now. No matter what really happened, even if they were

mother and daughter, he would only be loyal to Cecelia and he would

have no mercy for anyone else.

Charlotte was thrown off again by Frank, and this time she fell straight

into the bathtub and was in so much pain she couldn't even stand up.

Frank hugged Cecelia and, without looking back, darted downstairs.

"Ms. Cecelia, don't sleep! Wake up! Don't ever sleep.” Frank shouted

while running.

Cecelia leaned into Frank's arms, her hand clutching her phone. She

was barely conscious now and when she knew that she was safe, she

was finally willing to let go.

The phone fell gently into Frank's arms.

Frank felt it.

He frowned as he carried Cecelia to the car and hid her phone in his

coat pocket. He understood that there must be important information in

it that he needed to keep safe.

The night was dull and dark, without a trace of light.

The great darkness seemed to swallow up all the light on this cold

night.

The piercing wind, like a sharp blade, raged everywhere.

Frank suddenly had the feeling that a blizzard was about to hit.

He didn't know what was going on, but he had a feeling that there

would be a sea change within the military. At the moment, General

Ralph was not in the Capital and would have to return tomorrow at the

earliest.

Right now, he must hurry to get Cecelia to the military secret hospital.

He carried Cecelia, whose breath was faint. She was gradually falling

into unconsciousness, and he stomped the gas pedal hard. The red

warning light was turned on, and the car broke through the darkness of

the night and drove away rapidly.