Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1301

Later, Santiago came to Stuart's side and saw that Jepherson had been standing there for a while. He thought about something and turned to look at the people around him, all of whom were an eyesore. He placed his hands into his pockets and did not speak. Jepherson was sitting at the side.

Hadrian said, "I have already informed Mr. Robertson."

Santiago paced back and forth before seating himself next to Jepherson. He glanced at the people around him and said, "Stay the f*ck away. Y'all are triggering my bloodlust."

Hearing Santiago's words, the few people in front of him scampered away, afraid that he would get upset and ended up killing them.

Most of them retreated, as did Hadrian. But he was not far away. After all, Jepherson had said that Hadrian was responsible for Stuart's safety.

Everyone had left. Santiago asked, "Have you investigated?"

Jepherson narrowed his eyes. "It has something to do with the Moore family."

Santiago laughed. "Sounds like they are asking for death."

"We can't act rashly and alert the enemy. There is more to this incident than meets the eye. They want to take advantage of Jacky's grudge against the Whalen family to stir up trouble. Remember, no matter what happens, we can't leave Raeleigh alone. Notify Jacky and arrange people to surround and protect the Whalen family. Protect Deanna, and tell Zorion to take good care of his own woman."

Santiago glanced at Jepherson. "What are you planning to do?"

Jepherson did not answer. Just then, someone entered the elevator on the other side of the corridor. The sound of footsteps was steady and sharp. Hadrian looked over first. Santiago got up and stood there, looking at the newcomer, with his hands in his pockets.

The newcomer was dressed in black, his suit, coat, and shirt, they were all black. They hadn't seen each other for a few years, and there was almost no change. He worked hard when he was still in-training. Besides, he was a Special Forces soldier, and he also brought an eagle with him. So, even Alvin's real age was a mystery to those who didn't know him.

If they hadn't seen Alvin's files, almost no one knew his real age.

Alvin's bronze skin looked striking under the light.

Even if he was middle-aged, his aura could not be matched by ordinary people.

After coming out of the elevator, Alvin glanced at the sides and saw Santiago, Hadrian, and the others. He stepped towards them.

Jepherson did not get up, still sitting on the chair. His gaze did not change, and he was always staring at Stuart inside the glass window.

Stuart was Alvin's foster son, but no one knew if that was the truth. There were so many people under his wing but only Stuart was chosen to be his foster son. There was also a time when Jepherson saw Alvin personally donate his blood to Stuart. They were of the same blood type and looked somewhat similar.

No one said anything, but it did not mean no one knew.

When Jepherson heard that Alvin's footsteps were approaching, he lowered his head until Alvin walked in front of them and said politely, "Young Master Jepherson, Young Master Santiago."

"Mr. Robertson."

"Mr. Robertson."

Santiago was the first to speak, followed by Hadrian, but Jepherson didn't say anything.

Alvin turned around and looked at Stuart, who was behind the glass window. He breathed deeply and his heart ached.

"What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that surgery can't be done yet, but the operation that should be dealt with has been dealt with. Mr. Richards has already contacted the best experts from overseas. Stuart is in a bad state now. We have to wait until he is stable before we send him abroad."

Alvin nodded and followed to see Jepherson. "Mr. and Mrs. Richards already know about this and they've already called me."

Jepherson raised his head and said calmly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Robertson."