Luther was stunned, seeing her angry, and quickly softened his tone.
"Don't be angry, I'm fine now. It's all over."
Justin also said at the side, "After the rain comes the rainbow. To see you again, I feel gratified." He rubbed Anderson's head, full of tenderness.
"Precisely because it's over that I feel more fearful in retrospect." Joyce thought about it and couldn't help but shiver, wrapping her arms around herself. These past two days, whether Justin or Luther, had given her a great shock.
Yet they spoke lightly as if nothing had happened, saying it was all over.
Making her even more angry.
Just then, the door of the VIP ward was suddenly slammed open forcefully.
Joyce was startled and looked back, and the person who rushed in turned out to be Justin's assistant Bobby.
"Mr. Henderson, you're still alive, I'm so glad you're okay." Bobby almost cried out as he rushed to Justin's bedside, grabbing Justin's legs and refusing to let go.
"It's okay, I'm fine." Justin reassured.
"You scared me to death." Bobby wiped away tears and snot with one hand, and took a letter out of his pocket with the other.
"Seeing the will you left behind, I was scared out of my wits, couldn't find you anywhere. Later I heard you were rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, and they wouldn't let me in. I also heard your heart stopped beating ... I ... finally, when you were transferred to this hospital, I could come see you ..." Bobby cried as he spoke, incoherently.
"Will?! What will?"
Joyce heard this and quickly snatched the will from Bobby's hand before Justin could even stop her.
"Joyce, this was just in case of emergency, a way out, don't take it to heart." Justin's handsome face flashed a trace of panic, "It can't really be called a will, just arrangements for follow-up work."
Joyce's delicate eyebrows knitted tightly.
She completely ignored Justin's words and opened the letter in Bobby's hand.
As she read, she couldn't help but feel her eyes warm.
To think that Justin had gone to rescue Andres with this mentality, he never thought of coming back alive at all. He had long been prepared to die. All matters had been properly arranged.
As the helm of the Henderson Family Bank, if anything happened to him, the bank could not collapse, the financial chain could not break, it concerned the economy and people's livelihood. The collapse of the bank would ultimately harm ordinary people.
Justin had already made full arrangements for the transfer of management rights and the reasonable allocation of shares in his will.
There were even shares left for her ...
After reading the will, Joyce was filled with mixed feelings and could not say a word, just standing silently.
Luther took the will from Joyce's hand and scanned it briefly. After reading it, his eyes tightened.
Bobby was still holding Justin's legs, crying loudly without restraint as a grown man, his loud voice echoing repeatedly in the ward, touching everyone's heart.
Justin was somewhat embarrassed and pushed Bobby several times, indicating for him not to cry.
But Bobby couldn't stop crying, sobbing incessantly.
Anderson was leaning against the bed, his bright eyes wide as he looked at Justin, "Uncle Henderson, thank you so much. Without Uncle Henderson, I wouldn't have made it."
He spoke the truth. Justin had them hide in a safe place. Justin alone dealt with the men in black chasing them, leaving them with hopes of life while going to his death alone.
Luther looked at Justin earnestly and said solemnly, "Thank you."
Justin felt even more embarrassed.
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