But this is Kiki’s revenge, we can’t let her do sothing illegal to help with it!
Daisy Taylor thought of her own parents.
Her aunt and uncle only had Kiki as their daughter, and her parents also had only her. If sothing happened to her, if she was caught and sent to prison, who would take care of them when they got old?
Furthermore, her parents were getting older and couldn’t bear such a blow.
Kiki saw that Daisy Taylor didn’t respond and looked unwilling. She was very angry, thinking Daisy was an ungrateful person.
She said sarcastically, "Daisy, you really have no conscience. Don’t forget, when your family was so poor, who paid for your college? Without my dad, would you be where you are today? Would you be a senior nurse in First Hospital? And the house your parents live in now, when your family didn’t have enough money and went to mine to borrow, my dad directly paid the rest in full, telling you not to pay it back. Otherwise, how could you afford a car worth tens of thousands shortly after graduating?"
Daisy Taylor blushed, "Kiki, I didn’t an that..."
Kiki snorted coldly, "Then what do you an? Daisy Taylor, you should have so conscience. Our family was good enough to your family. Now that my family has suffered near-destruction, you’re unwilling to help when we need a hand?"
Daisy Taylor explained, "Kiki, if you need money, my parents can sell the house and give you all the money. I can also give you this car, but killing soone... I really..." can’t do it.
Kiki was furious, "My dad is dead, what do I need money and a car for? I want Ivana Monroe’s life, listen carefully to , Daisy Taylor, I just want Ivana Monroe’s life. If you don’t help , I... I’ll die with my mom. Are you really that heartless? Will you be satisfied seeing my whole family dead?"
Daisy Taylor was frightened to tears by Kiki’s appearance, "Kiki, don’t be like this..."
Kiki’s face was hideous as she said, "I am like this, Daisy Taylor. Give a definitive answer now, will you help or not?"
Daisy Taylor was torn inside. Her uncle had just passed away, and Kiki was in such a state of survival. Good heavens! What should she do? How to help Kiki?
Is killing Ivana Monroe the only way?
The thought of killing made Daisy Taylor’s heart fill with fear.
Kiki was sowhat disappointed in Daisy Taylor, wishing she could take a weapon and kill this useless waste. If she could transform into a nurse from First Hospital, Ivana Monroe would be dead.
Kiki turned around, opened the car door, and was about to get out.
"Kiki... where are you going?"
Daisy Taylor reached out and grabbed Kiki.
Kiki looked at her with cold irony, "Let go of your hand. Since you choose to be ungrateful, don’t mind what I do in the future. Daisy Taylor, rember this, if my mom and I die, you’ll have a share in the credit."
Daisy Taylor’s heart pounded with a heavy shock. She cried and said, "No, Kiki, I’ll help you."
Kiki got out of Daisy Taylor’s car and was startled by a man outside.
"You..."
The man didn’t say a word, pulled Kiki aside, and nervously said, "Kiki, don’t be afraid, I heard it all. I didn’t know you were so pitiful."
The man turned out to be the ugly owner of the internet cafe, looking at Kiki with sympathy.
Kiki cursed the man internally for being ddleso and creepy, wondering why he followed her and overheard so much he shouldn’t have?
Kiki didn’t lose her temper with him, fearing he would expose her affairs. She put on a vulnerable expression, "Do you think... I’m a cruel woman?"
The man shook his head, wanting desperately to hug Kiki tight and console her wounded heart, but he didn’t, fearing to scare her. "No, you’re a girl worthy of sympathy."
Kiki looked up at the man with her cheeks slightly red, finding him uglier the more she looked, truly disgusting. Enduring the nauseating feeling, she smiled, "Thank you, you’re a good person."
The man’s face showed an embarrassed expression.
~~
First Hospital, ward.
Ivana Monroe insisted on rushing her design drafts. Leon Keane couldn’t do much about it, so to make Ivana feel more comfortable, he bought an adjustable lift board for her. Both her legs were directly on the hospital bed, allowing Ivana to do hand drawings or use the computer with ease.
Ivana was so focused on her design drafts that she didn’t have ti to check out the ss online. She still wasn’t aware that sothing had happened to "GK Trendy." Leon had also instructed Derrick Stern to tell the people at "GK" not to inform Ivana about it.
As for Ivy Linden, Leon had also sent soone to remind her.
He didn’t want those outside matters affecting Ivana’s mood.
Howard Yeats found out afterward and even called to say that Leon was not considerate enough. Why didn’t he call to let him know to tell Ivy? Instead, he sent so Secretary Sullivan?
Leon answered the call outside, coughing lightly, "My wife said, Ivy Linden is spoken for, you should keep your distance and not do anything to ruin soone else’s family."
Howard Yeats’s lips twitched, "Your wife said? Leon, you’re not being fair. Now that you have a wife, you listen to her for everything, and don’t care about your brother’s happiness?"
Leon chuckled, "Haven’t you had enough of a fulfilling life over the years?"
Howard Yeats, hearing Leon tease him, shalessly replied, "That’s different. Those won are just for fun, but with Ivy Linden, I’m serious."
Leon frowned, "Howard, you’re serious about the wrong person."
Ivy Linden is now a married woman, she has a husband, has kids, such a family is not to be ddled with.
Howard Yeats’s lips twitched, still rembering the ti he went to the hospital with Ivy to visit Ivana, and Leon claid Ivy as his woman. How could he change so quickly?
The change was too drastic.
"Leon, you’re poisoned, deeply poisoned by your wife. You’d even sacrifice your brother’s happiness."
"..."
Call ended.
Leon Keane walked into the ward, seeing Ivana with a pen in hand, diligently drawing the design. The ward was quiet with the two kids and Aunt Golding. The silent scene was so warm.
Leon quietly approached Ivana. She didn’t notice him, her focused expression was so beautiful that he almost couldn’t take his eyes off her.
She was his beloved wife. He really liked her.
Leon watched for a while, his gaze moving from Ivana’s face to her work, an almost-finished spring collection design displayed on the paper. Even as an outsider, Leon was amazed by it.
He didn’t understand design, but just from the design on paper, he could tell that if this spring garnt were made, wearing it on a woman would look very elegant and graceful.
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