With one foot in front of the other, Hansen paced out of the stairs and pushed open a door, his gaze cold. "What happened to Santiago?"
Slowly, Alvin put down his cell phone. "He was attacked when he went back. Now, he's in the emergency room. Mr. Jepherson is already there."
"What are you doing then?"
"Mr. Jepherson wants Elliot to come over and protect you, Mr. Richards, as well as Madam Jenna."
Alvin had not expected Hansen to pick up on any signs. Alvin did not dare to ask, but Hansen knew him well enough.
And he knew immediately this involved Santiago.
"Go back and protect Jenna. I'll go and see Santiago." As Hansen was about to leave, Alvin said immediately, "Allow me to go with you, Mr. Richards."
"No. I would love to see if there's anyone who has the guts to lay a finger on me." Hansen stepped out, his expression the definition of spine-chilling.
It had been ages since Alvin had seen Hansen act like this, so he thought better than to tag along.
If a baby tiger was injured, the elder tiger would bite whoever was responsible for it.
Alvin immediately went back to guard Jenna, following Hansen's instructions. As for Hansen, he went to visit his son.
Jepherson set down his cell phone and immediately rushed to the emergency room. When he arrived at the door of the emergency room, he saw Santiago on a bed being pushed into the operating theater.
"What's going on?"
Entering through the door, Jepherson asked. Raeleigh was dumbfounded. She had been crying as though the floodgates to her tear ducts had opened. No matter how calm she usually was, she panicked uncharacteristically during that sudden change, her words failing her.
Jepherson looked at Santiago. Apart from his face, his body was soaked in blood.
Raeleigh heard Santiago's teeth chattering.
"Where is the doctor?"
At that moment, Jepherson was like a male lion waiting to pounce. He calmed down and looked around.
"I am his doctor," the doctor answered with some trepidation. Jepherson had already walked towards Santiago. He bowed his head and held Santiago's hand. "If anything happens to my brother, then no one can live."
The doctors traded glances. "We'll do our best."
Under the doctors' supervision, Jepherson accompanied Santiago to the operating theater. Initially, Raeleigh also wanted to go along. However, when she arrived at the door of the operating theater, Jepherson suddenly said, "It's not gonna be pretty. Don't go in. Jacky, help me look after Raeleigh."
Jacky walked up to the front. It was indeed a squeamish scene. Normal men wouldn't be able to withstand it. If a woman went in, then she might suddenly scream and lose all control of her emotions.
Jacky took Raeleigh to one side and held the back of her head, allowing Raeleigh to quiet down. The door of the operating theater was closed. Raeleigh freed herself and grabbed Jacky's clothes. "He will be fine, won't he?"
Jacky nodded. "He will."
Raeleigh left Jacky's side. She sat down on the other side and became exceptionally quiet.
No one knew what Raeleigh was thinking, but her face was pale and her eyes were blank. She hated those who hurt Santiago.
When Hansen arrived, Jacky was leaning against one side. When he saw Hansen, he got up and stood up straight. "Mr. Richards."
Hansen calmly raised his hand and gestured for Jacky to pay him no attention. He looked at Raeleigh sitting on the chair and glanced at the operating theater.
He sat beside Raeleigh and waited.
Time trickled by slowly. Little by little, Jenna was puzzled as to why he had gone to the washroom for such a long time, so she picked up her phone and called Hansen.
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