Chapter 295
The screams echoed through the room.
Kelvin turned pale and twitched his body vigorously.
Tara was startled when she saw the scene.
“You’re so noisy!”
Cameron’s eyes were sharp. He kicked Kelvin’s chest so hard that the bones cracked.
Kelvin groaned. Severe pain spread throughout his body, causing his whole body to tremble.
But he was even shocked to find that he couldn’t speak!
After struggling, he could only make some hoarse sounds.
“Punk… what did you do to me?”
Kelvin looked around in horror, and sweat kept dripping down his forehead.
Cameron looked cold. At this moment, he just wanted to kill Kelvin.
Sensing Cameron’s murderous intention, Kelvin immediately endured the severe pain, shouting hoarsely, “If you kill me, Tara’s grandpa will be dead!”
“Is that so?” Cameron smirked.
The next moment, his phone rang. It was Lord Blackheart.
“Sir, we’ve successfully rescued Mr. Smith and sent him to the General Hospital.”
“Got it. I’ll go over there soon.”
After saying that, Cameron hung up the phone and looked at Kelvin with an increasingly cold and terrifying look.
Kelvin’s pupils shrank sharply. He felt as if his skull was about to explode.
He brayed lowly, “Y–you can’t kill me!”
“What a pity, Mr. Kelvin. I’ve found the hostage. So, enjoy this!”
Cameron sneered, then kicked Kelvin’s crotch hard.
With a muffled sound, Kelvin’s pants were stained with blood. He instantly fainted on the spot amidst his hoarse and sharp howl.
Looking at the pool of blood on his crotch, Tara covered her mouth while trembling.
She looked at Cameron. “Cameron, you crippled him… The Zimmers won’t let you go.”
He smiled. “Don’t worry. Nothing will happen.”
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“Really?” Tara didn’t believe it and thought he was trying to comfort her.
Kelvin was Max’s favorite grandson, the future heir of the Zimmer Group.
Cameron’s kick was tantamount to ruining Max’s future! The Zimmers‘ wrath would overwhelm
Cameron!
He smiled confidently. “Yes.”
Tara’s eyes flashed. Her worry subsided when she saw his confidence.
“Sorry for bringing you trouble again…”
She blamed herself. If it weren’t for helping her, Cameron wouldn’t be in such a situation.
“Why are you apologizing to me? It’s not your fault.”
He comforted her softly, “Alright, Dr. Smith, cheer yourself up. You have to go to the hospital to see your grandpa. You won’t want to show him your weak side, right?”
“My grandpa?”
Hearing Dylan’s news, Tara perked up. She looked at Cameron and asked in surprise, “Did you rescue my grandpa?”
He smiled slightly. “Yes. So let’s go there quickly.”
Upon saying that, he took off his coat and gently put it on her. She felt moved and stared blankly at
him.
“Dr. Smith, let’s go,” Cameron said softly before turning around.
She nodded, feeling inexplicably relieved when she felt the heat and faint masculine scent emitting
from his coat.
Holding his coat tightly, she wiped her tears and quickly followed him.
