Chapter 1305: A Feeble Threat
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Taylor began trembling with impotent fury as she had no way to deal with Darren's devious betrayal. After holding in her rage for a long time, she finally spoke in tears, "You bastard!"
But Darren didn't show any remorse. He smiled to himself and said, "You are not the first one to call me that. But since you have been quite useful to me, I will let it pass. And I will even pay for your daughter's medical fees. Being hospitalized is quite expensive, after all."
"Bastard, I don't need your money! Darren, let me warn you. If you really want to go back on our deal in such a cruel way, I will fight you tooth and nail, no matter what happens!" Taylor said angrily.
Everybody knew that due to Taylor's reputation in the psychology industry, she was not short on money. However, Darren was a demon who had used the offer of money to further offend her!
Regardless of this, Taylor knew that her threats lacked any real potential, and Darren simply sneered disapprovingly, "Taylor, don't think so highly of yourself. Do you mean to fight against me? How many lives do you have to throw away?"
Hearing this, Taylor was left speechless. She clenched and unclenched her hands. Yes, she did not have the means to fight against Darren, and she blamed herself for trusting him so easily after she had seen the DNA test report.
"What? Cat got your tongue?" he teased then. Darren smiled and added, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you the money, whether you accept it or not. As for finding a suitable donor, I'll let my people help you find one. But it's hard to say whether we will be successful or not. You'd better not put all your hope on it."
Darren hung up the phone before Taylor could argue or threaten him any further.
The phone slid from her hands, and Taylor slumped to the ground, now that her last life-saving straw had been crushed.
She sobbed silently as she looked in the direction of the ward.
'I'm sorry, Amy, ' she thought miserably.
s, Estelle had been in charge of everything, including cooking, washing clothes, and doing housework. She felt that she was just like a maid in Ethan's home.
'What the hell? I can put up with doing all the housework for him. But why do I have to be harassed by him?' she thought resentfully.
But he had been injured because of her. She couldn't just leave him alone, could she? But she didn't know whether her own sensibilities or her rational thinking was trapping her.
Today, Estelle made a pot of chicken soup, which sent fragrant wafts of aroma through the air. When she brought it to Ethan, he did not want to feed himself, and he said, "My arm was badly hurt during the assault, and now it still hurts so much that I can't lift it up. Can you feed me?"
Estelle rolled her eyes. 'He's just milking that old card for sympathy again!' she thought.
"Feed yourself! I've brought your food here. If you starve yourself to death, don't come haunt me when you're a ghost!"
She heavily set the bowl on the bedside table next to his bed and turned around to leave.
However, she soon heard a noise behind her.
Sure enough, this guy was pretending again! She allowed a malicious smile to slip onto her lips, and then she suddenly turned around and intended to mock Ethan. But she did not expect that…
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Taylor began trembling with impotent fury as she had no way to deal with Darren's devious betrayal. After holding in her rage for a long time, she finally spoke in tears, "You bastard!"
But Darren didn't show any remorse. He smiled to himself and said, "You are not the first one to call me that. But since you have been quite useful to me, I will let it pass. And I will even pay for your daughter's medical fees. Being hospitalized is quite expensive, after all."
"Bastard, I don't need your money! Darren, let me warn you. If you really want to go back on our deal in such a cruel way, I will fight you tooth and nail, no matter what happens!" Taylor said angrily.
Everybody knew that due to Taylor's reputation in the psychology industry, she was not short on money. However, Darren was a demon who had used the offer of money to further offend her!
Regardless of this, Taylor knew that her threats lacked any real potential, and Darren simply sneered disapprovingly, "Taylor, don't think so highly of yourself. Do you mean to fight against me? How many lives do you have to throw away?"
Hearing this, Taylor was left speechless. She clenched and unclenched her hands. Yes, she did not have the means to fight against Darren, and she blamed herself for trusting him so easily after she had seen the DNA test report.
"What? Cat got your tongue?" he teased then. Darren smiled and added, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you the money, whether you accept it or not. As for finding a suitable donor, I'll let my people help you find one. But it's hard to say whether we will be successful or not. You'd better not put all your hope on it."
Darren hung up the phone before Taylor could argue or threaten him any further.
The phone slid from her hands, and Taylor slumped to the ground, now that her last life-saving straw had been crushed.
She sobbed silently as she looked in the direction of the ward.
'I'm sorry, Amy, ' she thought miserably.
s, Estelle had been in charge of everything, including cooking, washing clothes, and doing housework. She felt that she was just like a maid in Ethan's home.
'What the hell? I can put up with doing all the housework for him. But why do I have to be harassed by him?' she thought resentfully.
But he had been injured because of her. She couldn't just leave him alone, could she? But she didn't know whether her own sensibilities or her rational thinking was trapping her.
Today, Estelle made a pot of chicken soup, which sent fragrant wafts of aroma through the air. When she brought it to Ethan, he did not want to feed himself, and he said, "My arm was badly hurt during the assault, and now it still hurts so much that I can't lift it up. Can you feed me?"
Estelle rolled her eyes. 'He's just milking that old card for sympathy again!' she thought.
"Feed yourself! I've brought your food here. If you starve yourself to death, don't come haunt me when you're a ghost!"
She heavily set the bowl on the bedside table next to his bed and turned around to leave.
However, she soon heard a noise behind her.
Sure enough, this guy was pretending again! She allowed a malicious smile to slip onto her lips, and then she suddenly turned around and intended to mock Ethan. But she did not expect that…
Taylor began trembling with impotent fury as she had no way to deal with Darren's devious betrayal. After holding in her rage for a long time, she finally spoke in tears, "You bastard!"But Darren didn't show any remorse. He smiled to himself and said, "You are not the first one to call me that. But since you have been quite useful to me, I will let it pass. And I will even pay for your daughter's medical fees. Being hospitalized is quite expensive, after all.""Bastard, I don't need your money! Darren, let me warn you. If you really want to go back on our deal in such a cruel way, I will fight you tooth and nail, no matter what happens!" Taylor said angrily. Everybody knew that due to Taylor's reputation in the psychology industry, she was not short on money. However, Darren was a demon who had used the offer of money to further offend her! Regardless of this, Taylor knew that her threats lacked any real potential, and Darren simply sneered disapprovingly, "Taylor, don't think so highly of yourself. Do you mean to fight against me? How many lives do you have to throw away?"Hearing this, Taylor was left speechless. She clenched and unclenched her hands. Yes, she did not have the means to fight against Darren, and she blamed herself for trusting him so easily after she had seen the DNA test report. "What? Cat got your tongue?" he teased then. Darren smiled and added, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you the money, whether you accept it or not. As for finding a suitable donor, I'll let my people help you find one. But it's hard to say whether we will be successful or not. You'd better not put all your hope on it."Darren hung up the phone before Taylor could argue or threaten him any further. The phone slid from her hands, and Taylor slumped to the ground, now that her last life-saving straw had been crushed. She sobbed silently as she looked in the direction of the ward. 'I'm sorry, Amy, ' she thought miserably. s, Estelle had been in charge of everything, including cooking, washing clothes, and doing housework. She felt that she was just like a maid in Ethan's home. 'What the hell? I can put up with doing all the housework for him. But why do I have to be harassed by him?' she thought resentfully. But he had been injured because of her. She couldn't just leave him alone, could she? But she didn't know whether her own sensibilities or her rational thinking was trapping her. Today, Estelle made a pot of chicken soup, which sent fragrant wafts of aroma through the air. When she brought it to Ethan, he did not want to feed himself, and he said, "My arm was badly hurt during the assault, and now it still hurts so much that I can't lift it up. Can you feed me?"Estelle rolled her eyes. 'He's just milking that old card for sympathy again!' she thought. "Feed yourself! I've brought your food here. If you starve yourself to death, don't come haunt me when you're a ghost!"She heavily set the bowl on the bedside table next to his bed and turned around to leave. However, she soon heard a noise behind her. Sure enough, this guy was pretending again! She allowed a malicious smile to slip onto her lips, and then she suddenly turned around and intended to mock Ethan. But she did not expect that
