Chapter 341: Taking Advantage of Illness to Kill

When she woke up again, Helen Blair found herself lying in a luxurious room.

The soft bed, pure white canopy, and through the floor-to-ceiling glass window in front of her, she could see the vast ocean.

Soft waves washed in her ears.

Helen got up from the bed, feeling dizzy and nauseous. She touched her chest, suppressing the feeling of sickness.

"I was born with a heart condition..." Brian's cold voice suddenly came from beside her. Helen was startled, turned around, and saw Brian sitting on the large sofa behind her.

Brian was still wearing a white suit, with his legs crossed and expressionless.

Helen suddenly understood why he liked to wear white. Only with such pure white contrast would his pale face not be so obvious.

Brian continued speaking, "But neither my mother nor my brother ever looked down on me, nor did they ever think about giving up on me... When my mother was alive, I had never met my father, and although I suffered from the illness, I still felt happy."