It was easy to see many people covertly swallowing their saliva, clearly feeling the excitement in the air. However, there was still hesitation due to Blaine, with half of the people willing to stay. The other half, unable to wait, stood eagerly behind Sam.
“We’re willing to follow Mr. Sam. Mr. Sam’s word is a good word. Are these funds… really ours?” The speaker was a young man with blond hair, none other than Monkey, who had just been buttering up to Blaine.
Sam nodded with a smile, confidently affirming his words, “Yes.”
“Wonderful! Mr. Sam is indeed generous. I, Monkey, am willing to follow you!” Monkey, under Blaine’s command, was considered a trusted assistant. If all went as expected, Blaine may have even had plans to groom him as his right-hand man in a few years.
Little did he know that such a highly regarded individual would turn against him at a critical moment. Blaine, his eyes red with anger, shouted, “Monkey, you truly disappoint me! I’ve treated you like my own son all these years, and this is how you repay me?”
Monkey looked conflicted, his eyes saddened as he hung his head. When he lifted it again, his eyes were filled with indifference. “Like a son? If you truly treated me like a son, why did you violate my mother?”
Don’t think he was oblivious. At that time, Monkey was just sixteen, like any rebellious teenager, he had dropped out of school early. Through the internet, he met a group of “buddies” in society, who casually mentioned Blaine as the local big shot, boasting about his power and influence.
With dreams of rising above the rest and becoming a leader, Monkey sought to join him, only to have Blaine take an interest in his mother. Taking advantage of her drunken state, Blaine violated her. Upon waking, his mother, unable to bear the shock, beat Monkey and threw him out.
For years, he had dared not step inside the house, only watching from afar as his aging parents grew older each day. He had gradually found the underworld meaningless – it had been either you kill me or I kill you, either you seek revenge on me or I seek revenge on you. He had regretted it all, but school had no longer been an option, and home had been lost.
Monkey had considered seeking revenge on Blaine, but with many protecting him, he couldn’t make a move. It hadn’t been until a year ago when Mr. Sam had approached him. Since then, Monkey had become Sam’s spy on Blaine, successfully gaining his trust with Sam’s help – all for that moment.
Changing his previously slick manner, Monkey had exuded maturity and malice. “Mr. Sam, can you give me the chance to kill Blaine?” Sam had encouraged him, patting his shoulder before handing him a British-style revolver. “Of course, this is your filial piety. I understand.”
“Thank you, Mr. Sam,” Monkey had said, grateful, bowing to Sam before casually aiming the gun at Blaine. At that moment, Blaine had truly felt fear; he hadn’t wanted to die! His family at home, the funds untouched in his foreign accounts – all had flashed before his eyes.
Thinking of this, Blaine had kneeled and begged for mercy. “I was wrong, Monkey. I didn’t mean for that to happen; I was drunk.”
“Besides, I mentioned later about compensating you, which you rejected.”
“Get out of here! No one cares about your compensation. You defiled the woman who gave birth to me! You scum, I must kill you!”
After waiting for so many years, wasn’t it just for this moment of avenging the enemy?
In that instant, Monkey hesitated no more. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and pressed the trigger.
Bang-
The gunshot rang out in the hall.
A single shot through the head, a large hole pierced through the center of Blaine’s forehead, with the portrait on the opposite wall still visible.
Blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing all over Sasha who was closest to him.
The young girl cried out in fear, looking for her father.
As Blaine’s body slowly fell, his hand still pressed on the gun, clearly intending to go down with Monkey.
Unfortunately, he was a step too slow.
With the boss dead, the rest of his men fell in a chorus of screams.
The golden hall suddenly became like a gallows, bodies falling in Sasha’s tears, blood… flowing like a spring to her feet.
The little girl’s white dress had turned red, and now she couldn’t even cry.
Seeing this, Sam walked over and took her into his arms, his smile gentle like an angel, but his words chillingly cold.
“Do you see? Uncle treats you differently from them, little darling… Close your eyes and rest.”
As if she hadn’t heard anything, Sasha suddenly fainted in his arms.
Blood.
There was blood everywhere, so terrifying!
She wanted to go home…
Half an hour later, at the hospital.
As Sam was once a college friend of the hospital’s vice president, they were given a VIP room directly, skipping the registration queue.
The examinations involved blood tests and lab tests, wasting the whole afternoon.
Soon, Sasha’s test results were out.
As the doctor came out, the two of them immediately approached, the man looking at the delicate girl on the bed with concern, and asked in a cold voice, “Doctor, how is she?”
“It’s nothing serious, just a lack of nutrition coupled with prolonged fatigue, resulting in low blood pressure. She felt a bit unwell from being in the sun for too long today and fell into a coma. Just some nutritional fluids and glucose, rest well, and she’ll be fine. Who is her family? Come with me to get the medicine!”
“It’s me,” Sam responded without hesitation, following the doctor to sign and get the medicine.
Before leaving, the doctor reminded Monkey to go downstairs and buy some bland food.
Time passed by in drips and drops.
The girl in a coma on the bed occasionally fluttered her eyelashes, fragile as if two butterflies struggling to flutter their wings.
The tall man with the handsome appearance stood by the bed, gazing softly with his charming eyes for a while at her delicate face, before picking up his coat.
Turning around, he walked away with a slight limp.
Not long after he left, Sasha woke up, finding herself in a hospital, bright lights shining so brightly it was almost blinding, the smell of disinfectant in the air.
She sat up, looking around at the luxurious hospital room with confusion written all over her face.
Who brought her to the hospital?
Suddenly, a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the door, a doctor in a white coat appeared with two young pretty nurses.
They announced that she could be discharged and go home.
As for the medical expenses, the person who brought her had already paid them.
Sasha hesitated for a moment, then asked the doctor who had paid for her medical expenses. He vaguely replied that it was a young man.