Credence walked across the hall, all the way to the suite's bedroom. He reached his hand out and slowly pushed the unlatched door open. Then, he was greeted with a scene that caused his blood to boil. Fifteen minutes had passed since he departed from the hospital. He was shocked to see Dorothy was still nestling comfortably in Juelz's arms. Her eyes were closed, and her lips curled into a smile. He stood rooted to the spot for a long time with no expression on his face. It was as though he was enjoying the loving scene. However, if Jonathan or Marvin was by his side at that moment, they could easily tell that he was absolutely pissed. The calmer Credence portrayed himself, the more furious he was inside. Most importantly, it was a sign of impending doom for someone. "Juelz Sherman, since you wish to die, I'll grant your wish!" he muttered under his breath. Then, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt's sleeves and rolled up his sleeves to his elbow.

Linda's wailing could be heard from the other end of the phone. "Rosie passed out from shock just now. She's dying. The doctor said that her kidney ruptured and she has lost a lot of blood. She needs a kidney transplant now... Credence, can you come over?" Despite the interruption, Credence's face remained unchanged. His eyes were cold as he said, "Okay, I'll be there right away." "Hurry up, Credence! Also, remember to find Dorothy. Bring that b*tch to the hospital and dig out her kidney immediately to save my Rosie. That's what she owes our Fisher family and Rosie." Linda's loud cries came through the phone. Credence exhaled deeply and threw a cold gaze toward Dorothy. Then, he hung up the phone in silence. As Credence was answering the phone, Dorothy was held tightly in his arms all the time. Unable to break free, she was able to hear Linda's words clearly. Staring at the phone in Credence's hand absent-mindedly, she could not help but feel a chill run d

Dorothy was still in a daze. Her eyes were half-open, and her vision was blurry. Therefore, she could not see the facial features of the man under the dim light. Wrapped in his gentle embrace, she could feel his warmth against her waist. The faint scent of cigarettes mixed with his unique smell enveloped her... For some reason, it caused her heart to beat wildly again. A strange emotion quivered in her heart. Credence?! Why had he crawled into her bed instead of staying by Rosalie's side? She lowered her head and had a clearer look. What she saw was his sleeping face which was as calm as the sea. There was not a trace of coldness and cruelty on it. It was a stark difference to his usual self. After staring at him for a long time, Dorothy tried to move away from his chest carefully. However, as soon as she moved her body, a loud ringing tone suddenly broke the silence. It was coming from Credence's mobile phone. Sensing that he was going t

Dorothy's body couldn't help trembling. She knew that Credence could really put his words into action. The most powerful man in Talco City was certainly not a kind-hearted person. However, the cruelty in his bones was hidden well under his mature and restrained appearance. Sometimes, even Dorothy forgot how cold-hearted this man really was. She staggered over and pounced on Credence's back. She grasped both of his arms tightly from behind and said through gritted teeth, "Please don't kill Juelz. It's all my fault. It has nothing to do with him. I'll bear all the consequences alone." After all, she was an orphan and had no family. It would not matter whether she was dead or alive! Credence's cold gaze landed on Dorothy's face. When their eyes caught, he could see the sadness and worries in her eyes. All of a sudden, he felt a dull pain in his heart. The scene he was greeted with when he broke into the hotel room the previous night lingered in his mind

"Don't worry, Mr. Scott. The kidney transplantation has gone well. Now we are wrapping up the surgery. Miss Rosalie will be fine." For some reason, the attending doctor did not take off his mask. Besides, his figure became smaller. He seemed to be disguising his voice, making it sound hoarse. It made one feel extremely uncomfortable. Nevertheless, Credence did not find anything unusual. He nodded slightly and asked, "Then... How about Dorothy Fisher?" When he asked this question, there was no expression on his face. But his clenched fists had betrayed his feeling of nervousness at that moment. The doctor wondered if he was worried about Rosalie or Dorothy. "Her condition may not be so optimistic." The doctor stole a quick glance at Credence's cold face. Then, he quickly lowered his head. With a hoarse voice, he faltered, "During the surgery, we found out that her uterus has been seriously injured. Coupled with the fact that she had sexual inter