DreameNovelChapter 278
Chapter 278:
Following Henrik’s command, Alan escorted everyone out with surprising politeness, ensuring no one was
harmed. Terrified by the sight of the armed men in black, the crowd fled in a panic, and the lobby was deserted
within moments. Only the young receptionist remained, leading the group with a look so pale it seemed she
might collapse at any second.
Henrik didn’t even glance at the receptionist; his attention was fully on Khloe, making sure she had no further
complaints or dissatisfaction. Sensing his gaze, Khloe gave a small smile, signaling that she was fine. She
understood his actions were meant for her sake, but now wasn’t the tfor sympathy.
“Move forward,” Henrik said with calm authority. Alan straightened up at once, allowing the receptionist to lead
the way to Hancock's office.
Meanwhile, Hancock was in the operating room, but not performing any actual surgery. A stunning woman lay on
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthe operating table, but Hancock wasn’t performing any surgery. Instead, he was stripping away her clothes, fully
aware she was under anesthesia and unaware.
In a rush, he discarded her clothes and unzipped his pants, climbing onto the table with dark intent, ready to
exploit her vulnerable state.
Suddenly, the door to the operating room exploded open with a deafening crash. Shards of glass flew through
the air, slashing across Hancock's face and arms, leaving him drenched in blood.
Hancock spun around with a furious snarl and shouted, “Damn it! Who the hell dares interrupt me?” But his
words were cut off abruptly.
Hancock's arrogant expression faltered, his eyes widening in terror as he stared at the man entering.
Henrik’s presence was like a storm, each step he took radiating an undeniable power that sent waves of fear
through the room. His gaze was icy and sharp, as though it could slice through Hancock's very being.
“So, you're Hancock Larson, the dean of Deep Blue.”
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A chill ran down Hancock's spine as he met Henrik’s gaze, a deep sense of dread taking hold of him. He had
never faced someone with such an overpowering presence before. He wanted to run, but his legs were frozen, as
though weighed down by lead, and he couldn't budge.
In a trembling voice, Hancock replied, “Yes, | am. Who are you? We can sort this out.”
Khloe trailed closely behind Henrik as they entered the operating room. When Khloe saw the woman's tragic
state on the operating table, a storm of fury stirred within her.
Hancock had the audacity to assault his patient while she was under anesthesia. This monster!
Khloe seldom experienced such rage. The fire of anger coursed through her, making her body chill and tremble
slightly. Her eyes burned with such intensity that they could have killed Hancock on the spot.
Henrik glanced at Khloe's furious expression, his own gaze sharpening with colder intent.
“Hancock Larson, do you have any idea what you've done?”
Henrik’s voice was frigid, sending a new wave of terror through Hancock.
Hancock followed Henrik’s gaze to the woman on the bed and instantly misinterpreted the situation, thinking
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHenrik was seeking revenge for her. Trembling uncontrollably, he begged, “I was wrong. | didn’t know she’s your
woman. Please don’t kill me. I'll pay whatever it takes!”
“Pay?” Henrik’s voice dripped with mockery as he dismissed Hancock's desperate plea. Without a word, he
raised his hand, his voice cold as he ordered, “Take care of him.”
Alan quickly stepped forward, grabbing Hancock and jerking him off the bed, tossing him to the floor with a
heavy thud. Then he dragged Hancock out of the room as if he were no more than a ragdoll.
Henrik cast a fleeting glance at the woman on the table, a flicker of pity in his gaze before he said to Khloe, “Go
check on her.”
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