Chapter 207: Telling The Truth
It was past noon in the capital city of Astington.
Anthony Collins was seated in the vast office room of Marcel Quinn. He sipped his coffee as his sharp eyes stared at Marcel Quinn opposite him with an annoyed look.
Annoyed that this man made him the last person to know that Molly Wilson had an accident. He knew about the accident that happened to Molly Wilson before lunch.
"You are so heartless! You should have told me the first time you found out!!" Anthony Collins said, displeased.
"Second Brother! I’m so busy handling everything here. I don’t have time to tell you... sorry!" Marcel said. When he found Molly’s accident, he was shocked. That time, Doris called him in the middle of the night to ask permission to move Molly Wilson to the central hospital. Of course, he would allow it.
"You have no right to be angry with me, second brother! Now our priority is to make Molly survive..." Marcel Quinn, massaging his forehead hard. He felt a headache because he hadn’t slept since last night, taking care of all administration needs and making sure Molly’s condition was stable. And he had just slept for three hours when his best friend came and woke him up.
Although Anthony Collins was still upset with Marcel, what he said was true. Now, their priority was how Molly could recover and live.
"Tell me her condition...." Asked Anthony Collins calmly. His face, which had looked irritated just a moment ago, gradually turned warmer.
Marcel turns away his face to the glass wall beside him as he sighs deeply. For a few seconds, he ignores Anthony Collins’ sharp gaze. He really felt sorry for Molly. How can that woman always have misfortune?
After a while, he looked back at Anthony, "Molly is so pitiful! Last night at East City, in front of her house, she had a terrible accident; she was stabbed several times and was found too late."
Anthony Collins listened in shock, "H-How is she now?"