The man had a cold demeanor, striding over aggressively, which startled Summer Shawcross, making her sense something was amiss...
Oh no, could this man be planning to strangle her!
The bodyguard beside her saw Noah Drexler coming and urgently sought help.
"Boss, you're just in time, madam... she doesn't want to get the injection..."
By this time, Noah Drexler had already reached the bedside, ignoring the bodyguard, staring darkly at the pale-faced woman on the bed.
Summer felt a chill from his gaze, instinctively shifting her eyes away, avoiding eye contact with him.
If looks could kill, she thought she would surely have died a miserable death...
"Everyone, out!" A cold voice suddenly rang out.
As soon as Noah Drexler's words fell, the doctors and bodyguards in the room exchanged glances, then silently left the room within seconds.
Sean Morgan was the last to leave, carefully closing the door behind him.
Inside the hospital room, a deathly silence settled.
