Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 441

Chapter 441 Murderer

At such a time, even the most formidable doctor in Tissote couldn’t determine a result.

Maxwell looked at Elise suspiciously, and before she could say anything, he dashed into the room. Maya was seen lying still on the bed. From afar, she seemed like a body that was no longer breathing. “Maya?” He warily approached. The room was as silent as the grave, and not a movement was seen. His heart skipped a beat before he lost his balance and collapsed to the ground as his face blanched. “Daddy’s so sorry, Maya! I shouldn’t have sent you to this murderer!”

In the next second, a fragile voice came from above the bed. “What are you doing, Daddy?”

As if he had woken up from a nightmare, he sprung up from the ground and went to the bedside. With tears profusely shedding, he grabbed Maya’s hand. “You’re fine! You’re fine!”

“Who told you that?” Elise stood expressionlessly at the door. She pulled out a piece of prescription from her pocket and tossed it onto the ground. “Do as the note says, for one month.”

“Will do, will do!” Maxwell gratefully nodded.

Maya, on the other hand, couldn’t grasp why her father would behave so courteously in front of the woman. She was about to say something but was eventually held back by her illness.

Claude briefly peeked at the prescription on the ground and let out a couple of coughs with his fist before his lips. He stared at Elise as if he was pondering. Oh, merciless Father! The sick woman’s gonna lose her sense of taste after one month based on what’s on the prescription.

“Don’t forget your promise to me,” Elise calmly said.

“Don’t worry. I’ll have somebody clear up some properties and transfer them to you right away!” Maxwell replied.

Coldly, Elise glanced toward the figure on the bed before turning around to walk down the staircase. Following behind her was Claude, who—despite her shady action—joyously inquired, “The building’s full of doctors, Father. Don’t you fear the prescription would get seen through?”

Without even turning back, Elise answered, “Do you think anybody could deny anything I came up with?” Her tone was neither light nor weighty, yet Claude couldn’t help but feel a chill running up his spine.

“Cuzzie!” When they reached the first floor, Daniel was seen pettily approaching them. He seemed to want to grab Elise but didn’t dare to do so. Thus, he awkwardly paused with a farewelling pose. “I see you’re leaving. Why don’t you take your cousin brother along with you?”

“What’s that noise?” Elise didn’t even care to look at him. She turned around and asked, “Since when did I have a cousin brother? Do you know?”

“Nope,” Claude tacitly replied.

“Come on, Cuz! I only offended Maxwell for your sake. You’re not gonna ignore me, are you?” Daniel attempted to shift the blame away from himself.