Chapter 477
A Maybach pulled up outile the hospital.
The driver got out and was just about to open the rear door when it was pushed open from the inside
William stepped out of the car.
He wore a black mask and a black baseball cap. Hospitals were crowded places, and the didn’t want to be recognized If some unscrupulous media outlet photographed him here, all kinds of ridiculous rumors would spread within half an hour
After getting out, he glanced around casually.
It was a quiet morning, but plenty of patients and family members were already coming and going downstairs.
Who would have guessed that beneath the seemingly calm surface outside the inpatient building. Chris’s bodyguards were hidden all around, quietly controlling the entire hospital?
William had already made preparations to take Winter away.
But who could have known Richie was still alive?
And now, the child’s condition was poor. He would soon undergo a bone marrow transplant. At a time like this, Winter would
never leave.
So William chose to look the other way. For now, he would treat those bodyguards as protection for Winter and Richie
“Mr. Zeller,” the bodyguard beside him said, “Skyla can’t speak at all now.”
William gave a faint hum.
After Winter left yesterday, Skyla had cursed her viciously from her hospital room. William had someone give Skyla a lurtle something that ruined her voice.
Skyla had brought this ending on herself.
The fact that she was still alive was already more mercy than she deserved.
When William reached Winter’s hospital room and saw no one at the door, he guessed what had happened. Sure enough, when he pushed the door open, Winter wasn’t inside.
He took out his phone and called Zion. Only then did he find out that Winter had gone to see Richie.
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Inside the ICU, Winter asked softly, carefully holding the bottle as she watched Richie’s condition:
“Do you want Mommy to hold you while you drink?”
Richie obediently let go of the bottle His little head drooped and tilted to the side. Winter quickly caught it with one hand, and her heart sank.
She had only just let out a breath when tears fell.
She hurriedly turned her face away, not wanting the child to see her cry.
But fichie, whose head was resting in her palm, slowly lifted his little band His Dogertips tagged wakiv


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