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Chapter 975: Chapter 975: Visiting
"Sister-in-law, don’t worry, it won’t take more than ten minutes for us to get to the hospital,"
Inside the Maybach, Aron Jackson sat in the passenger seat, speaking to comfort her.
"It’s okay."
Quella Radcliffe leaned on the back seat, holding Anna Harris’s hand, with an anxiety she couldn’t hide on her face.
Her father’s sudden illness left her somewhat at a loss.
"Since I received the message from Brother Davenport, I have arranged for my men to stand guard at the entrance of the central hospital." Aron Jackson turned around and smiled, "Sister-in-law, you have no need to worry, if there is any situation, my people will report to me immediately."
After saying that, he rolled down the window and took out a cigarette from his chest.
"I heard Brother Davenport ran into a little trouble in the capital, nothing serious, I hope?"
"It’s fine, no major issues,"
Quella Radcliffe smiled, "You know how it is, wherever he goes, trouble follows."
Aron Jackson was Julius Reed’s subordinate, so Quella Radcliffe didn’t hide anything about the capital affairs from him.
After countless life-and-death situations, she had already developed trust in Aron Jackson.
Besides, even if she didn’t tell him, Julius Reed might have.
"Brother Davenport carries something very important with him, it’s bound to attract attention,"
Aron Jackson leaned on the front seat, chuckling lightly, "Anyone else would have died a hundred times over. But Brother Davenport is lucky, he can handle it."
"Something important?"
Quella Radcliffe raised her eyebrows, "What important thing?"
She was Julius Reed’s wife but had never heard of any important artifact.
Moreover, Aron Jackson never used to inquire about these matters, but now he seemed rather interested.
"It’s a treasure,"
Aron Jackson turned around, a cigarette held in his hand.
After lighting it, he leaned against the car window and took a deep drag, "Don’t you know? Many people have their eyes on this treasure. The assassination attempt on Julius Reed in the capital, it’s connected to this treasure."
Seeing this, Quella Radcliffe’s frown deepened.
She didn’t like smoking and particularly despised the smell of smoke.
In the past, whenever Aron Jackson saw her around, he would extinguish his cigarette immediately, even if he was in the middle of smoking it.
He would never smoke so dismissively as he was doing now.
Quella Radcliffe narrowed her eyes and said calmly, "I generally don’t get involved in Twelve’s life. And even if there really is something, he wouldn’t want me to know about it."
"That’s true. We’re at the hospital now. Sister-in-law, let’s get out."
The black Maybach slowly stopped at the entrance of the hospital, where several bodyguards dressed in black suits immediately came over and opened the car door.
"Boss!"
They lined up and bowed respectfully.
"Let’s go, to the ward,"
After getting out of the car, Aron Jackson took a final deep drag and then threw the cigarette butt to the ground.
Crushed it.
It was this detail that made Quella Radcliffe feel that something was very off.
In her memory, the two fingers Aron Jackson used to hold his cigarette were different from now...
But right now, she didn’t have time to think about it too much.
Her father was upstairs.
At the very least, she needed to see that Burl Radcliffe was safe and sound.
"Sister-in-law, I’ll take you up,"
Aron Jackson walked briskly ahead, with his hands in his pockets.
Quella Radcliffe hesitated but still chose to follow.
Gonzalez City Central Hospital was the top hospital in the city.
Whether it was medical equipment or the strength of the physicians, it was all top-notch.
Even though it was evening, the hospital was bustling, and the corridors were filled with family members.
Burl Radcliffe’s ward was on the fifth floor.
A high-end ward.
When they arrived at the door, they saw Knox Ridge making a phone call.
"I’m telling you, if this goes through, you have to give me at least a million, otherwise, I’ll make Mr. Radcliffe..."
"Auntie!"
Aron Jackson called out softly.
"Ah, Quella, you’re here?"
Knox Ridge quickly hung up the phone, with a flash of panic across her face.
"Mom, how’s dad?"
Quella Radcliffe hurried over, anxiously asking.
"No worries, the danger has passed."
Knox Ridge put her cellphone behind her and pushed open the door to the hospital room, "Go and see for yourselves, your father has been thinking about you lately."
"Mhm."
Quella nodded and quickly entered.
Outside the hospital room, only Aron Jackson and Knox Ridge remained.
"Be more careful next time. If you really screw this up, your head won’t be enough to pay for it!"
Aron Jackson took out a cigarette and was about to light it. Seeing the no-smoking sign in the hallway, he reluctantly put it away.
"Relax! That’s my girl. There won’t be any problems."
Knox Ridge said obsequiously, "Boss, could you please check the money..."
"Relax, you’ll get every penny I promised you."
Aron Jackson said impatiently, then walked to the hospital window and leaned on the balcony with both hands, "After this is over, you’ll have endless wealth and honor. But, this must succeed."
Looking down at the ceaseless stream of cars below, he narrowed his eyes, his middle finger tapping incessantly on the windowsill.
"Of course. But what about our Mr. Radcliffe, when will he..."
Knox Ridge came closer, laughing slyly.
"He can’t show up now. If your husband appears, everything will be exposed. Once exposed, I’m dead. But before I die, I will make sure to take you down with me."
Aron Jackson turned around, leaning against the wall, and said coldly, "Understand?"
"Understand, understand."
Knox Ridge bowed her head, not even daring to breathe heavily.
"Go back in, and don’t give anything away. After all, your husband isn’t very cooperative, and our people tend to slip up."
Aron Jackson finished speaking, waved his hand to dismiss her.
"Don’t worry."
Knox Ridge, clutching her handbag, hurried into the hospital room.
At this moment, beside the hospital bed, Quella was holding Burl Radcliffe’s hand.
Burl’s face was a bit pale but seemed not too badly off.
"Dad, you scared me to death."
Seeing her father safe and sound, she couldn’t hold back her tears.
From the moment she got on the plane until now.
She had been incredibly worried.
Fortunately, there was no trouble.
"It’s normal at my age," Burl turned his head and said with a faint smile, "Why rush back? Staying in the capital with Julius would’ve been nice too. You’re married now; you should consider your husband’s feelings."
"Mhm."
Though Quella felt unexpected, seeing her father safe, she didn’t think too much about it.
"Quella, why don’t you go home first? I’m here to take care of your dad, no problem."
Knox Ridge hurried over, smiling brightly, "You must be exhausted from the journey, my dear daughter."
"No, seeing Dad safe, I’m not tired at all."
Quella felt a warmth in her heart, holding Knox’s hand and acting coquettishly, "Mom, it’s been so long since the three of us have been together like this."
At home, conflicts were constant, with Knox bullying Burl and being domineering all the time.
For them to be together as a peaceful, harmonious family of three.
It was truly rare.
"Knox, our daughter came all the way back and hasn’t even had a sip of water. Go buy some water."
Burl lay in bed, pointing at Knox, "And some fruit. Pick out what she likes."
"Okay."
Knox nodded, looking at Quella, "Wait here for me."
"Mhm."
Quella blinked, finding it somewhat unbelievable.
Burl, who usually feared Knox like a tiger, was so assertive today?
And Knox seemed very obedient.
Could it be that an illness had improved their marital relationship?
Just then, Quella’s phone rang.
"Honey, I’m at the hospital with mom and dad."
"Stay at the hospital with them for at least two hours. Do not leave! Remember, stall Aron Jackson for me!"
"Okay!"
Quella was a bit surprised but nodded nonetheless.
