NOVPUBChapter 1277: 578 despair_1 Chapter 1277: 578 despair_1 Aubree Groove detected a strong smell of blood on his nose tip.
When he touched his back, his hand came into contact with blood.
The blood had soaked through his coat, indicating the severity of the wound.
Without delay, Aubree Groove exclaimed, “Dial 911 now!”
Peter Aria rushed over, examined Agave Rinto’s wound, and said stoically, “It’s a gunshot wound.
It didn’t hit a vital spot, but the wound wasn’t treated in time.
There’s considerable blood loss.
He must be taken to the hospital immediately.
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I will perform the surgery, don’t worry.”
Peter Aria’s voice softened near the end of his statement, offering a gentle reassurance.
He gently patted Aubree Groove’s shoulder.
“We need you here.
I’ll take him to the hospital.
I’m a doctor, no one has better experience than me.
I assure you, he’ll be fine.”
Aubree Groove nodded, “OK, I’ll arrange a transport to the nearest hospital immediately.”
Peter Aria quickly ordered his men in black to find a stretcher from inside the hotel to move Agave Rinto.
As they were about to move Agave Rinto out, he unconsciously reached for Aubree Groove’s hand in his semi-conscious state.
Peter Aria frowned and without hesitation, pulled Agave Rinto’s hand away from Aubree Groove, instructing his men, “Let’s move, quick.”
The men in black hurried off with the stretcher.
Aubree Groove stood in the empty hall, watching their figures gradually disappear into the night.
Also removed on a stretcher was Finnian Moore, who was stabbed a few times and had been given rudimentary first aid.
“Madam, Master McKay just had a car accident at Deliand Intersection.
If it weren’t for Master Wood, the consequences would have been unthinkable.” A man in his thirties with an average appearance spoke up.
This man was Desta Rinto, an under-the-radar figure in The Rintos, but in actuality, a confidant of Agave Rinto.
Aubree Groove’s eyebrows knitted slightly.
“How’s Master Wood doing?”
Desta Rinto sighed, “Things aren’t looking good…”
From upstairs came a woman’s shriek.
Aubree Groove frowned and looked up to see Jayden Moore grabbing someone’s collar, hanging the person over the balcony rail.
It looked as easy as a cat catching a mouse.
The screams were coming from this woman.
Desta Rinto frowned, “What’s going on?”
Grinning, Jayden Moore said, “Mistress, I got hold of a sly character.
I suspect she belongs to Madam Frost.”
“No, you’ve got it wrong.
Sister Aubree, Sister Aubree, this is a misunderstanding, you’ve got to believe me.” The woman pleaded desperately.
This woman was Stella White.
With a disdainful grunt, Jayden Moore added, “Well, why were you creeping around, spying on us?
You must have been up to no good.
Let’s see if you’ll spill the beans once I throw you down from here.”
He pretended to let go and the entire hall echoed with Stella White’s terrifying screams.
“Jayden Moore, let her go.” Aubree Groove spoke in a light tone.
Reluctantly, Jayden Moore responded with an “Oh,” and obediently put her down.
Stella White crawled down and ran off, suppressing her lips stubbornly and hiding the hatred in her eyes.
“Aubree, today’s incident was a misunderstanding.
Don’t worry, I won’t say a thing.”
Aubree Groove nodded, “You may leave.”
Stella White quickly left, her eyes filled with gloom as she moved out of the hotel.
Currently Virginia Frost is a fugitive, nowhere near her past glory.
She had offended The Cooks, The Lewis too.
She could no longer stay in Lostswa, so where else could she go?
She speculated, Virginia Frost must be in Pethkids at this moment.
This night, The Rintos set a trap for Virginia Frost to flush out all her forces remaining in Pethkids.
A centipede dies but never falls down.
Virginia Frost won’t be toppled easily.
With a squinted gaze, Stella White hooked her lips into a faint smile.
“Keep an eye on her.” Aubree Groove said lightly.
Desta Rinto understood, “Sure, I will make the arrangements at once.”
Jayden Moore lightly jumped down from the second floor, “Mistress, may I interrogate Gordon Ferguson?”
“Why?”
“I want to ask him who his master is and how he managed to train such powerful moves.” The youth’s eyes were innocent, merely showing a fascination for martial arts.
Aubree Groove shook her head and Jayden Moore’s hopeful eyes fell.
“His moves have no merits.
If you’re determined and abandon all humanity, fighting savagely in a battlefield full of corpses, one day you’ll be like him.”
Jayden Moore responded with disdain, “I wouldn’t want to learn from him.”
“You have a remarkable talent for martial arts.
As long as you train diligently, in due time, you will succeed.”
Jayden Moore was very happy, “Really, Mistress?”
For some reason, he always felt a sense of familiarity with the Mistress.
Being praised by the Mistress brought him more excitement than receiving treasures from his master.
