Chapter 152: Miss Abigail got hit

Inside the black hearse.

Brandon Piers, covered with a thin blanket on his lap and wearing a suit, his face was extremely pale in the air-conditioned interior, like a vampire appearing in broad daylight.

Kelvin Max was driving, with Pullan holed up in the passenger seat.

A personal doctor sat beside Brandon, ready to serve this capricious master at any moment.

Several vehicles quietly followed behind the black hearse.

Brandon tossed his cell phone aside, Elder Piers's roars of fury continuously echoing from it, scolding him for risking his life.

Waiting until Elder Piers was done scolding, Brandon picked up the phone, "Grandfather, you're in great health."

His tone even carried a hint of envy.

A tremor passed through Elder Piers's hand, and he suddenly softened, hanging up the phone in a huff.