Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love novel Chapter 198

If they were not after him… Cillian's worried gaze turned to Lucy, who was still sleeping peacefully.

They had to be after Lucy. His heart sank. The wife of Leon Corporation's CEO was definitely a target worth chasing.

A surge of anger bubbled up inside him. How could Matthew let this happen to his wife?

He had left Lucy in Matthew's care, keeping his own feelings locked away. Now, because of Matthew, Lucy was hurt.

What Cillian did not know was that it was not Matthew's fault at all.

Matthew was super protective of his wife and always had a bunch of bodyguards around her. This whole mess happened just because Lucy stepped out without her guards to look for Cillian.

Cillian was in the dark about that.

Seeing his beloved hurt made him furious, and he desperately needed to blame someone. Matthew was the perfect target.

He took a deep breath, trying to cool down. He told Leroy, "I think I've got a clue now."

Leroy's face was full of shock as he stared at Cillian. "No way. You're too slick to make enemies, aren't you? Who did you even tick off? They've gone and called in some notorious assassin organization to take you down."

Cillian chuckled to himself, wondering why anyone would bother with him. It had to be Matthew who stirred up trouble, not him.

He turned to Leroy and said, "You don't have to worry about this. May I use your phone?"

Cillian, rubbing his forehead and glancing at Lucy on the bed, spoke into the phone, "Hi, I'm Cillian. Please tell your CEO that his wife had a car accident and she's now at the First People's Hospital. He should come right away."

The woman on the line paused, thinking it was a prank call. She said sternly, "You've reached Leon Corporation's after-sales service. If you're making prank calls, could you pick someone else?"

Cillian let out a sigh, wishing he had Matthew's number.

He said in a firm voice, "Tell your CEO this message. I'm not asking for money, so you can be sure I'm not a scam. If you don't tell Mr. Leon, you'll be out of a job. Trust me on this. And drop my name when you talk to the CEO. He'll get it."

After hanging up, Cillian massaged his temples. The airbag had popped out just in time during the crash, but he could not shake off the dizziness from the mild concussion he got.

His head was pounding, and he turned to look at Lucy, who was all bandaged up next to him. He was a mess, but how was Lucy holding up?