Chapter 341: Taking Advantage of Illness to Kill

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

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

Gentle waves sounded in her ears.

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

"I've had a heart condition since I was born..." Suddenly, Brian's cold voice came from nearby, startling Helen. She turned around and saw Brian sitting on a big sofa behind her.

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

Helen suddenly understood why he liked to wear white. Only in the pure white contrast could his pale face be less noticeable.

He continued, "But neither my mother nor my brother ever despised me, nor did they ever think of giving up on me... When my mother was alive, I had never seen my father. Despite my illness, I was still happy."