Chapter 17 Are You Afraid That I Will Kill Him

Eliz silently counted every second in her mind. It felt like the longest 30 seconds of her life. She felt awful!

"Do you think he is dying?" Pierce asked sharply while staring coldly at Jamon. At that very moment, he just wanted Jamon to die in front of him. The alarm went off immediately.

"What the heck are you going to do? Don't do anything to him!" she said as a warning, ignoring the fact of how powerful Pierce was.

"What? Are you afraid that I will kill him?" Pierce. asked, wearing a sardonic smile.

Eliz felt paralyzed. She didn't have any idea of why Pierce could drive her so crazy with fear, making her paranoid. Seeing Pierce twice today, she would like to believe that God had sent a fool to test her sanity.

"Mr. Aleotti, please don't make fun of me. He is your uncle," Eliz said calmly. She took a deep breath to compose herself.

"Uncle?" Pierce repeated coldly.

Pierce pinched her clothes spontaneously. Every time she was rattled, she would pinch the corners of her clothes as if it gave her a better grasp of her senses.

'What family feud are they going through? How could a nephew hate his uncle this much?' Eliz thought to herself. She felt dizzy and morose at her current dilemma.

"I didn't say anything like that. You just said it yourself," Eliz answered. She didn't even know why she had to explain. Pierce naturally gave her the chills.

"When will he wake up?" Pierce asked to change the topic.

"Maybe tomorrow or the day after," Eliz stammered, apparently unsure. When she had performed the surgery on him, she knew he had been suffering from serious chronic heart disease.

"Then, Dr. Navarro, please do take care of my uncle," Pierce said courteously without emotion.

'Why the sudden change of wind? Is he trying to imply something else?' Eliz thought. But clueless as she was, she didn't understand what he was trying to say.

"Surely, I will, Mr. Aleotti," Eliz replied politely nonetheless.

There was still a glint of fear inside her, but she appreciated the sudden kindness. Though she was confused, she settled for it at that moment. They might never be friends, but at least they were not enemies. Eliz was relieved when Pierce walked out of the ICU without a word. Before she took off from work, Eliz firmly reminded the two nurses to pay close attention to Jamon all the time. If there was anything wrong, they must call her immediately. Although the surgery was successful this morning, nobody knew what would happen postoperatively.

Eliz went straight to the police station, after finishing her work, to visit her father. She was trembling before she entered the office. At the same time, a black Lamborghini with the plate number A8888 parked not far from the police officer. The person in the car looked indifferent as if he was watching a sad play. It was Pierce. He came to the police station after work for some business.

When Pierce saw Eliz's back and slim figure, he narrowed his eyes. With mixed emotions, Eliz saw the face of her father behind the huge transparent glass. She had not seen him for a while. As she looked closer, she noticed the collection of deep and shallow bruises on his face.

Tears flowed from Eliz's eyes. Guilt hit her. After a brief moment of hesitation, she eventually picked up the phone when her father smiled at her. She couldn't look at him. His eyes were filled with pain and sadness.

"Dad..." She sniffed. She gathered her strength and lifted her head to look at him through the glass. She never thought she would see her father there.