Playtime's Over, CEO: She's Really Done With You-Chapter 495: Tear Him to Pieces
As he spoke, he walked into the range of the surveillance.
Preston Langley glanced over and saw the two people there.
He spat, then glared fiercely at Serena, saying, "Get in here!"
Julian Lawson dragged Vera Hansen inside.
...
Hospital.
A gurney was being rapidly pushed toward the operating room.
On the way, Silas Hawthorne’s wound had already undergone simple blood-stopping treatment.
Clara Huxley, following beside him, was already crying, her eyes swollen and red.
"Silas, your father has been gone for years. If something happens to you too, how am I supposed to live..."
Clara cried as she sent Silas into the operating room.
Surgery preparations.
The surgical light was illuminated.
Suddenly, Silas’s fingers moved a bit.
"Serena!"
Silas suddenly sat up.
His head was spinning, and both the back of his head and his chest were in great pain.
He forced himself to stay calm.
"Patient, don’t get agitated, just lie down first."
"Lie down, you’ve suffered a gunshot wound, and you hit your head when you fell, just lie down first."
"Prepare the anesthesia."
The surrounding was filled with chaotic noises, voices, and the beeping of various instruments.
Silas held his head.
What happened?
He desperately tried to recall.
Finally, he remembered.
His and Serena’s wedding, after everything was over, someone sent out old candid photos of Serena, and amidst the chaos, someone tried to shoot Serena.
"How is Serena?" Silas pressed his head and asked harshly.
The medical staff all shook their heads.
The anesthesiologist already came over with equipment.
But Silas pushed him away, tearing all the wires from his body and was about to get out of bed.
"Patient, calm yourself, the bullet in your chest hasn’t been removed yet, and the head wound needs further treatment..."
But Silas ignored them, tore off all the wires, pulled out the needles, and pushed people aside, walking out of the operating room.
"Patient, patient you..."
"Move aside!" Silas roared uncontrollably.
How is she now?
Without knowing her situation, how could he possibly be at ease!
Silas staggered and pushed open the door of the operating room.
Clara was waiting outside. Seeing the door open, she looked up.
Her face was full of tears, now showing a glimmer of joy.
"Silas!" Clara came up to him.
"How is Serena?" Silas immediately asked.
Clara didn’t dare to speak.
"How is Serena!" Silas’s eyes were bloodshot, "Mom!"
The medical staff who followed explained what had happened with Silas running out.
"She’s not well..." Clara finally said, crying even harder, all the things she deliberately didn’t think about now emerged again.
If she had paid more attention to the surroundings, if she had fought to prevent Preston Langley from abducting Seraphina, then Serena wouldn’t be...
Guilt overwhelmed her.
Clara cried sorrowfully, but still tried to steady herself, saying, "Someone is handling things on Serena’s side... Silas, you go back to surgery first, when you wake up, Serena will be back."
But even Clara herself didn’t believe her words.
Moreover, now the internet was flooded with clipped videos and various gossip, she couldn’t hide it.
Clara knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
Someone accompanying her immediately consoled, "The criminals threw smoke grenades at the time, they deliberately got close to you, Clara, there was nothing you could do, even the bodyguard beside you was shot..."
"Clara, you did your best."
...
Silas was already searching online.
In fact, there was no need to search, the whole internet was discussing it.
He looked at Serena’s miserable state, eyes red, grabbed the car keys from a nearby seat.
"Silas, where are you going!" Clara cried.
"I have to find her." Silas said, eyes reddened, "The matters of the Hawthorne Group, I’ll leave to you all for now, as for everything else..."
He gripped the car keys tightly, "I’ll bring Serena back."
If I can’t return...
The Hawthorne Group has a mature system, at home there’s June Hawthorne and Orion Hawthorne, they will keep the Hawthorne Family safe.
Thinking so, Silas left with large strides.
"Silas..."
"You’ve only had simple blood-stopping bandaging, the bullet hasn’t even been removed, are you trying to get yourself killed..."
Clara’s heart-wrenching cries came from behind, but Silas didn’t stop.
Pain and dizziness came in waves, but he didn’t care.
Serena is his wife.
Seraphina is their child.
He wants to bring them both back!
...
Abandoned factory.
Serena still lay on the ground, while beside her, Seraphina was crying uncontrollably.
"Aunt Serena, wah... Don’t hit Aunt Serena anymore, don’t worry about me, just run, wah..."
The two people over there slowly entered.
In the distance, Julian saw Serena lying on the ground being stepped on by Preston Langley.
She was covered in blood, unable to move on the ground.
"Preston Langley!" Julian’s eyes turned red.
"Why call me!" Preston rebuked angrily.
"Let her go!" Julian shouted, holding Vera Hansen’s neck.
"Julian, let her go!" Preston was also angry.
"If you hurt Serena again, I won’t be merciful!" Julian said, tightening his grip.
Vera was already struggling.
Preston reluctantly lifted his foot off Serena’s face.
He looked at Serena cautiously, keeping the gun aimed at Seraphina.
"Serena, how are you!" Julian called anxiously.
But Serena didn’t respond, only moved on the ground and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Aunt Serena..." Seraphina was crying uncontrollably.
Julian’s eyes were even redder, looking like a fierce beast.
"Let them go!" Julian said immediately.
"Heh, Julian, we agreed on a swap." Preston said, kicking Serena on the ground to ensure the previous hard kicks prevented her from moving temporarily.
"Is everything else ready?" Preston continued to ask, "For my and Vera’s exit arrangements."
Julian’s teeth were almost grinding to pieces, but he still took some things out of his pocket and threw them to Preston.
These were given to him by Chloe Langley just before he came over.
Preston behind cover, pointing the gun at Seraphina, was flipping through them.
In the entire abandoned factory, only the sound of Preston flipping the papers could be heard.
Julian kept looking at Serena over there.
She was lying there, still trying to crawl toward Seraphina, but could only move little by little, seemingly out of strength.
Resentment filled Julian’s heart.
What Preston inflicted on Serena today, he must repay Preston a hundredfold!
He wanted to kill Preston!
He would tear Preston to pieces!
