Chapter 847 Retaliation By The Divorced Heiress

• Bella and Drew were speechless. They could read the dissatisfaction in Asher’s tone. Was Arnold being defended by Asher? Logan Hoffman's eldest grandson, Ryan, enjoyed an excessively affluent existence. There was no need for him to ever read the room. Even if he was blind to social indicators, he could read the wrath on Asher’s face. "I-I was just asking," he stammered with an unsteady smile. A really competent and gifted doctor would have been invited, I'm sure. I shouldn't have asked that question. "Dr. Larson is a greater physician than I am, Mr. Hoffman. Do not be concerned. The procedure will be successful.
• Bella's eyes began to flood up with tears. Since Dr. Larson is a former neurology professor, I need to confer with him once Justin completes the operation. Given Justin's potential medical issues, he might be able to aid. Her voice trailed off, full with heartbreaking regret. Ryan gasped for air. He was at a loss for words to console her. Making matters worse was the last thing he wanted. "Fuck... Winston is to blame. The veins around his arms bulged with power as Ryan furiously rolled his sleeves. "Is the automobile carrying the bastard? Before he is taken back, let me try my hand at him. They were surrounded by a lengthy queue of automobiles that rushed into the parking lot.
• The air was punctured by the screech of tires hitting the floor, then by the crushing weight of strain. "We have company." Asher scowled and wrapped his arm around Bella's waist. "They definitely did not arrive in peace." Bella gazed icily at those exiting the vehicle. The man in charge was a middle-aged man, perhaps in his fifties, with the insignia of at least a chief on his police uniform. A squad of uniformed policemen stood behind him. They squinted dangerously at Bella's group as they surrounded them. Ryan and Drew remained vigilant and prepared for battle. “Mgh! Mff, ugh!