"Justin, how's it going?... Go beg Dad, hurry back and beg Dad, Randy is his biological grandson, he definitely won't sit idly by! Joel Russo is a madman, he's a madman..."
Seeing the look on Justin Russo's face, Helen Todd knew he had no outcome on his end either, and could only bring up Old Master Russo, who had just gotten angry.
She then thought of Joel Russo's indifference and ruthlessness from start to finish, so cold and unfeeling it chilled to the bone.
A wave of coldness swept over her body, an unstoppable fear.
At this point, Justin Russo couldn't care less about the Old Master's health, and agreed before hastily turning to leave.
"Instead of begging Grandpa..."
A low, cold voice came from behind, with a strong hint of a suggestion in half a sentence.
Justin Russo turned around and saw Jackson Russo still leaning against the emergency room door, indifferent as if it had nothing to do with him, Justin's facial muscles twitched slightly.
