My dear lawyer novel Chapter 293

“John, help me ask about Roe’s condition and prepare a car. We’re ready to leave.” Vivian was worried about Roe, but she didn’t dare to relax.

John nodded and walked toward the operating room. Meanwhile, he was amazed by her sudden change. He had never seen this side of her before.

From this incident, John also realized that reasoning couldn’t solve any problem. Sometimes, only violence could protect the people he wanted to protect better.

“Vivian, release me now.” Angie clutched her fists and stiffened her body, afraid that the wound on her neck would become deeper if she moved.

Vivian, who was regarded to be weak, taught Angie a lesson that even a cornered beast would do something desperate.

Angie admitted this failure.

Ignoring Angie, Vivian stared at Lyle warily, because she knew that Angie couldn’t have such a troop without this man.

“Miss Vivian, you seem to be mad.” Lyle was still in the mood to chat with Vivian, as if he was here for a vacation, not to kill.

He always kept his word. Since Angie loved fun, he could tease this mouse for her.

Vivian pursed her lips. She was desperate to stab this man. She didn’t care about her own life. But the child was her weakness. She would fight those who dared to hurt her child till death.

Soon, John walked out of the operating room and nodded to Vivian. “Roe is fine.”

Hearing that, Vivian still didn’t dare to relax. She intended to ask more about Roe’s surgery but stopped, when she saw John blink at her.

It wasn’t suitable to talk about Roe’s condition in front of Angie and Lyle.

“Can we go now?” The hospital wasn’t safe now. She must transfer Roe to another place first.

John nodded. “Sure. I’ve arranged a car. The doctors have agreed to transfer Roe together.”

“OK.” Vivian regained her strength and ordered coldly, “Get up. Let’s leave first.”

“Vivian, enough! I’ve agreed to all your requirements. Release me,” Angie gnashed. If her gaze could kill people, Vivian would have been dead several times.

But Vivian didn’t care. After Angie committed such a sin, her heart was filled with rage and hatred. “Get up.”

Feeling the knife move closer at once, Angie didn’t dare to argue with Vivian, bore her grudge, and stood up obediently.

“Mr. Lyle, please go with us.” Vivian’s white and tender face was already swollen and unrecognizable. With an impassive expression, she was somewhat fierce.

When she wasn’t afraid of death, no one could threaten her.

Lyle’s eyes clouded. He said with a smile, not like a ruthless, bloodthirsty killer at all, “Miss Vivian, please lead the way.”

John ordered his reminding men to drag the corpses in the corridor aside and escorted a stretcher out of the operating room.