Asherâs expression turned serious as he patted Axel on the shoulder.
âHowever, when you mention Justinâs name in front of Bella in the future, donât overemphasize his
nickname, Jerkface Justin. Be mindful of your words.â
Axel realized what Asher meant, and a mix of emotions stirred within him. He nodded in understanding.
On the second floor of the KS World Hotel, Christopher stood at the railing, overlooking the hurried
figures of Wyatt and Nigel below. The mirrored gaze in his eyes swept across with a chilling gloom.
âMr. Iverson.â
His secretary approached from behind, leaning in to speak in a hushed tone. âIâve found out. Ms. Bella
almost got attacked by a t in the parking lot while protecting Madam Celeste. But Justin Salvador
suddenly appeared and took a blow to his head.â
Christopher furrowed his brows.
âHis head⦠My goodness, he really is daring! Has he been practicing the Iron Head technique ?â The
secretary shuddered at the thought.
âSay what you need to say, and keep quiet about what you shouldnât.â
Christopher coldly reprimanded him
The secretary was petrified, tightly sealing his lips.
âWhat happened next? Did he collapse on the spot?â Christopher asked with a dark tone.
âNo⦠But he fell into a severe coma because his head was bleeding heavily.â
âWhat about Bella?â
The secretary nervously swallowed. âMs. Thompson went to the hospital with himâ¦â
âGood⦠Very good. Hahaha!â A cold, eerie laughter emerged from Christopher. The corners of his
eyes reddened. His smile turned sinister, looking like a wild beast on the verge of losing control.
âJustin, I love it when someone plays with me. Are you really willing to go to such lengths for Bella and
repeatedly play the victim card to gain her sympathy? Iâll let you revel in your triumph for a moment.
Soon, I will make all your efforts go down the drain. As long as I liv you will never be able to win back
Bellaâs heart!â
Justin was rushed into the emergency room at the Thompsonsâ hospital for treatment. Wyatt and Asher
personally assisted Nigel, hastily making their way to the hospital with their entourage.
âJustin! Justin! My grandson!â
Worried for his grandson, the elderly man stumbled along the way. If it werenât for the support of the
Thompson father and son, Nigel probably would not have been able to take a single step.
âOld Master Nigel, rest assured! This hospital has the best doctors and the most advanced medical
equipment in our group. Iâve also instructed Asher to notify them to get an expert to consult on Justinâs
condition. Weâll come up with a solution that will work. Your grandson will be fine!â Wyatt was anxious
too, but he tried his best to reassure Nigel.
âHow did he end up like thisâ¦? How did he turn out like this?!â Nigel sank into a chair, his heart heavy.
Tears of deep sorrow welled up in his glassy eyes. âMy dear grandson⦠You must hold on!â
âGrandpaâ¦â
Hearing the voice, everyone turned around. Bella, looking disheveled, rushed over. She walked over to
Nigel and kneeled on one knee before him.
âGrandpa Nigelâ¦â
Nigel was taken aback by her pale face and red eyes.
âGrandpa Nigel, Iâm sorryâ¦â
Bella felt like her throat was being strangled. After a moment, she spoke softly, full of guilt. âJustin is
only like this because of me.â