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Chapter 446 All Because of You!

Although Addison was always brave, she couldn’t help but recoil when she saw the dead man right in front of her. Quietly, she retreated behind Elise, who was pursing her lips with a weighty expression as she was unable to determine what happened. One thing she was certain was that Alexander wouldn’t kill an innocent man. So, did Reuben say something that triggered him, or did Alexander simply decide to take things into his own hands?

 

In the meantime, at Griffith Residence, Madeline, who couldn’t reach Alexander’s phone, dialed Maya’s number.

“What is it?” Maxwell happened to be the one accepting the call. His voice was innately low and hoarse, so there was no telling what emotion he was feeling right then.

 

“Oh, Mr. Dahlen. It’s me, Mrs. Griffith. I heard that Maya fell very ill, and I happened to know two pretty outstanding doctors. If you don’t mind, I’ll send them over to check on Maya soon,” Madeline gratifyingly stated.

 

“It’s fine.” In a stiff tone, he replied, “She’s recovered.”

 

After a brief pause, he strangely added, “It’s all thanks to you, Mrs. Griffith. Elise said that she was only willing to treat my daughter because of the Griffiths.”

 

Elise treated her? She sounded as if she abhorred Maya on the phone, so why would she… After a moment of stupefaction, Madeline swiftly collected her feelings and responded with a pleasing tone. “That’s great to hear! If only you knew how concerned my husband and I were. I’ve always seen her like my future daughter-in-law, you know?”

“Yes, yes, I know. Since you’ve already gotten a grasp on the situation, I have to excuse myself as there is business to attend to. Farewell.”

“Thump.”

The rest of Madeline’s bootlicking words had yet to leave her throat, and she was already hearing beeps from an ended call. Thus, she could only hang up. After putting down her phone, she started pondering on Maxwell’s words, realizing that Elise had handled the situation without her knowing. This girl, despite her uncivilized mouth, is actually that kind? Or have I been too harsh on her?

Alexander calmly scanned outside the room before withdrawing his hands. He pulled out his handkerchief and began steadily wiping. “He bit his tongue,” he serenely stated.

“We might still be able to save him.” Claude dashed over and grabbed Reuben’s hand to check on his pulse, only to reach a disappointing result. “He’s dead,” he helplessly announced as he released his hand.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door. The group went out and found Clement expressionlessly suppressing Jackson and dragging him toward the door.

“Sir, I caught this man attempting to break into Miss Sinclair’s room,” Clement coolly claimed.

“Let him go,” Alexander softly ordered.

“Hear that? Unhand me!” Jackson shouted as he shook himself out of Clement’s hands.

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