Nollace knew what she was going to say.
A faint smile appeared on his face as he said, "I won’t do anything to Ken."
Sandy let out a snort.
Just when she was about to say something, Nollace’s face turned grim as he continued, "But it doesn’t
mean that other people won’t do anything to him."
Her face turned pale.
"What do you mean?"
She pounced at Nollace and grabbed him by his collar tightly.
"I warn you, Nollace.If you dare to lay your finger on my son, I'll make you and your mother experience
what it means to live a life worse than death!"
"I guess you should keep that for yourself." Nollace pried his collar out of her grip.
There was no expression on his face as he continued indifferently.
"What do you think will happen if everyone learns that it's Ken who killed Mr.Reese? I think it's going to
be very interesting."
All colors drained from Sandy’s face.
‘How does he know about that!?’ Her voice began to tremble as he said, "What the hell are you talking
about? You don’t have any evidence, so—"
"I do," Nollace said as he leaned closer to stare at her expressionlessly.
"I have the evidence, so you know what you should do, right, Aunt Sandy?"
He turned around and left the ward.
Sandy was so scared that she was shaking all over.
If Nollace had the evidence, things would be very bad for her son.She thought of something and hastily
called Ken to inform him.
The next day...
When the nurse changed the wound dressing, Daisie pushed the door and came into the ward.
"Freyja, my brother and I—"
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Freyja taking off her clothes so that the nurse could
clean her wound.
Freyja turned her head to look at them, and Daisie hastily pushed Colton out of the ward.
Colton couldn’t come around to his senses in time, and he stumbled a few steps when she pushed him
out of the door.
After that, Daisie hastily closed the door.She felt embarrassed.
If she had known that the nurse was changing Freyja’s dressing on the wound, she wouldn't have
brought Colton with her.
She turned to look at Colton and asked in a serious voice, "You didn’t see anything, right, Colton?"
Colton turned his face sideways and replied.
"There’s nothing much for me to see either."
Daisie knew her brother was not that kind of person, and she heaved a sigh of relief.
After the nurse had finished her work, she came out of the ward.
When Daisie went into the ward, Freyja had already put her clothes back on.She was sitting on the
bed, and she apparently did not care about what happened just now.
"You don’t have rehearsal today?"
"We're almost done with the rehearsal, so we’re taking two days of rest."
Daisie walked to the bed and sat down.She handed the snack box in her hand to her and said, "I've
bought you some low- fat cakes.They're healthy and nutritious."
Freyja took it over and said, "Thank you."
Colton stood by the door with his arms across his chest.He looked around the ward and frowned.
"Are you sure you can rest in this kind of place?"
It had poor sound insulation, and they could hear the sound of the patient watching TV next to
them.Not only that but there were a lot of people walking here and there in the corridor.
There was a child crying non-stop while getting an injection.
Daisie felt Colton was right.
"Do you want to change to another ward?"
Freyja was rendered speechless.
She put the snack box down and said, "That's not necessary.I'm here to treat my wound.I'm not here to
enjoy the VIP treatment."
Daisie scratched her cheek and felt Freyja was right as well.
Colton snorted and said, "Idiot.Staying in the hospital itself was suffering, so what's wrong with
spending money to enjoy better service?"
"No.I’m not as rich as you guys."
Daisie chimed in and said in confusion, "But you have a lot of money too."
She could easily get tens of thousands of dollars after selling the copyright of her book.Besides, her
title was popular.She should be able to enjoy a good life with the amount of money she earned.
Freyja was stumped.
"But it doesn’t mean I can spend my money freely.You don’t know how hard it is to earn
money.Besides, I still need to take care of Deedee, remember?"
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