“Hey, who are you going to see?" Mike asked. "This is Bridgedale. Are you familiar with the place?"
"Even the Devil would do anything for money. Everyone knows that. As long as I'm willing to cough up the money, plenty of people would be lining up to risk their lives for me!" Elliot responded.
Mike watched as Elliot bragged, but he ended up being frightened by his spirit and obediently got out of the driver's seat.
However, Mike did not forget to take a jab at Elliot.
"Did you cry when Avery ignored you at the airport that day? I bet you did. I should've recorded the whole thing...”
"F*ck off!" Elliot fired a glare at him, then slammed the car door shut.
At the White Mansion, Avery got out of bed and received Wesley's medical report.
With all of his injuries, his report came up to several pages.
Avery looked through it for a while before she was done.
"He's not dead, Miss Tate. He'll be fine after some rest," said the woman who was responsible for monitoring Avery.
It was true that Wesley's life was no longer in danger, but he was crippled now.
Many of his injuries were irreversible.
His severed finger would never be able to be reattached.
His vision would also be affected.
Many of his wounds would also leave behind hideous scars.
Avery wanted to cry, but she was out of tears.
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