A Love Trap novel Chapter 129

The driver looked at Ashley in astonishment. He had been driving for Andrew for many years now. The boss always wore a straight face and had never been so lively.

But what surprised the driver most was Ashley. The boss was a neat freak and all of them knew that he had never allowed anybody else except Johnny into this car, let alone a woman.

When Ashley stopped laughing, Andrew became serious again and spoke to the driver, "Go back to Golden Palace!"

In the S Hospital

After coming back from Andrew's office, Francis stayed at his office and didn't go out as usual.

A knock sounded at the door.

"Come in," Francis said in barely concealed annoyance.

"Mr. Nan." A middle-aged man, about forty to fifty years of age, walked in. He was the director of the hospital.

"What's the matter?" Francis asked.

The director was wearing an expression that was a mix of surprise and joy on his face. "Mr. Nan, Mr. Lu has suddenly transferred a huge amount of money to us just now."

"I see," Francis said indifferently. With what the director sunk in, Francis raised a startled eyebrow and asked, "What? He has transferred a lot of money?" Francis sprang up from his chair.

The director nodded and said, "Yes, he has just sent in the money. But he has sent a patient here and has told us to use the best medicine and doctor to make sure to cure the patient."

"You deal with it. You don't need to tell me all this," Francis waved his hand and said.

"You can go now," he said to the Director.

Francis had started this hospital when he had had nothing to do and now, it had become famous across J City. But nobody except a few of Francis's friends knew that Francis owned this hospital.

The money had arrived. Francis should continue to do what he wanted to. He had forgotten that Andrew had walked all over him today.

Francis opened the door to his office and stretched lazily, looking around. Sure, he was now a doctor in this hospital, but he was still the boss. He was different from other doctors in this hospital.

As soon as Francis came out of his office, he heard a sweet voice call his name. "Francis."

His ears perked up, hoping that it was someone beautiful calling him. Francis turned, his spirit aroused, and his lips curved in a charming smile.

The next moment, his expression had changed.

Just a few steps away from him stood a fat woman, her eyes full of tender affection, looking at him shyly. The eyes stared at him, as if she wanted to talk to him about the world. She even blinked coyly at him.

Francis stiffened and felt nauseous. He turned and bolted like a ghost was on his tail.

"Francis, wait for me!" The woman shouted as she chased him. The fat on her body jiggled, as if it could fall at any time.

Although she was fat, she had a flexible body. She turned several corners and almost caught up with Francis. Suddenly, a nurse appeared before her, pushing a patient in a wheelchair. The woman was afraid of running into them, so she stopped and waited for them to pass.

After the nurse had left, the woman looked around but couldn't find Francis.

"Damn it!" The woman stomped her foot in annoyance. She had finally found Francis, only for him to slip away from her again.