Chapter 122 She Is Getting Ready to Move On

Carl didn't go to see Whitney. Instead, he went to the headquarters of the Night Crawlers to smoke.

Carl didn't usually smoke, but whenever he faced a problem he couldn't solve, he would chain-smoke.

The office was soon filled with the stench of cigarettes, and the ground was also littered with ashes. It was only after he had finished smoking the last cigarette that Carl finally looked at his phone.

He searched for Dr. Howell's number and dialed it. The dial tone beeped slowly, and his heart raced as he waited for Dr. Howell to pick up.

"Mr. Walker?" Dr. Howell's tone was laced with confusion. "It's so late already …"

"Can you save Whitney with the umbilical cord blood of someone who has the same father as her but a different mother?" Carl's tone was cold but was laced with a complicated emotion.

"We can try …" Dr. Howell replied.

"Try?" Carl frowned. "Why don't I try to break your neck instead?"

"Mr. Walker …" Dr. Howell sounded pained. "You can't blame me. The process of cur