Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Sowing Discord
Leo Griffin was terribly frightened, stitching without anesthesia, do they want him dead from pain?
"You can’t do this."
"Can’t we?" Leon Keane sneered coldly, "In my dictionary, the word ’can’t’ doesn’t exist."
"President Kane, I beg you..."
Leo Griffin vaguely saw the gun pressed against the surgeon’s head, and he was scared out of his wits, immediately begging for mercy.
Beg him?
Is it useful?
Leon Keane coldly scoffed in his heart, his thin lips asked chillingly, "Who arranged for you to harm my woman? Speak."
Leo Griffin was stunned, feeling so regretful he wished he could smash his head against the wall, didn’t Shelton Hale say Ivana Monroe was delusional? Who could tell him why Leon Keane admitted that Ivana was his woman?
This son of a b*tch Shelton Hale lied to him.
Leo Griffin was furious to death, "I’ll talk, I’ll talk, President Kane, I’ll tell you who arranged for me to do this, will you let me go, please?"
The veins on Leon Keane’s forehead throbbed, thinking, does he have the right to negotiate terms with him?
Leon Keane said in a deep voice, "Speak."
Leo Griffin thought Leon Keane had agreed, so he immediately said, "It was Shelton Hale, the mastermind behind everything is Shelton Hale. I also asked Shelton Hale if Ivana Monroe had anything to do with you, and Shelton Hale said Ivana was hallucinating and had nothing to do with you."
"President Kane, if I had known Ivana Monroe was your woman, even with ten guts, I wouldn’t dare touch your woman!"
Leon Keane exuded anger all over, Shelton Hale, is it? He would not let him off.
"Do it."
The surgeon was very afraid of Leon Keane, tentatively asking, "President Kane, should I administer anesthesia to him?"
"Say that again."
Leon Keane’s handsome face was as chilling as the King of Hell.
The surgeon trembled all over, President Kane’s meaning was clear, no anesthesia for Dr. Griffin.
"Ah? I didn’t say anything just now."
The surgeon chose to play dumb.
Leo Griffin widened his eyes, "No, President Kane, you agreed to let me off! As long as I revealed the mastermind, you would let me go..." How could you go back on your word?
"When did I promise you?"
Leon Keane looked at Leo Griffin disdainfully.
Leo Griffin recalled the conversation with Leon Keane just now, apparently, Leon Keane only said the word "speak" and did not promise him anything. He had misunderstood himself.
Leo Griffin was extremely regretful, he shouldn’t have confessed Shelton Hale so quickly just now.
"Ah~"
Without anesthesia, the needle pierced through his flesh, and Leo Griffin screamed in agony.
"Dr. Griffin, don’t move! If you move like that, the stitches will rip open your wound." The surgeon held down Leo Griffin’s arm, seeing fresh blood seeping from Leo Griffin’s arm, cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
"Ah~ ah~ ah~ Take it easy! It could kill someone..."
During the re-stitching, Leo Griffin screamed even harder, the pain was torturous, he felt like he wanted to die.
Leon Keane watched indifferently until the surgeon finished stitching up the wound on Leo Griffin’s arm, and Leo Griffin finally couldn’t hold on, fainted from the pain, then Leon Keane turned and left.
Before leaving, he gave another instruction.
"After he wakes up, no one is allowed to give him painkillers. If I find out you give him pain relief, I won’t spare any of you."
"Yes, yes, absolutely no pain relief."
The surgeon was drenched in cold sweat, Immediately assured Leon, only missing a hand-raising oath.
Ivana Monroe just had surgery, it’s not suitable to transfer hospitals now.
Ivana Monroe was moved back to the No. 2 VIP room.
Leon Keane walked out of the operating room and made a call to Derrick Stern, asking him to arrange a few bodyguards to stand watch outside the No. 2 VIP room in shifts, 24 hours a day.
His mother returned to the No. 1 VIP room, feeling a bit distracted, Ian Keane didn’t come back with her, nor did she ask much.
"Madam, that Ivana Monroe turned out to be living next to your hospital room."
Auntie Chamberlain helped his mother to return when she sharply discovered Ivana’s hospital bed being pushed in their VIP room direction, finally discovering Ivana lived in the adjacent No. 2 VIP room.
Auntie Chamberlain was taken aback, eagerly conveying the news to his mother.
"Let her live, what’s it to me where she stays?"
His mother was already discontented with Auntie Chamberlain, now she found Aunt else Chamberlain’s chatter unbearable, Ivana Monroe just had surgery, Leon arranged her to the neighboring room, what’s so strange about that?
Could she ask her son to put Ivana in a regular ward?
Wouldn’t that be humiliating for her son?
His mother was a prideful person.
Auntie Chamberlain was stifled by his mother, her face turned sour, her eyes darted, she continued, "Madam, that’s not what I meant, I was saying when you’re hospitalized, she may have been living next door all the while."
"No wonder young master Ian has been running off recently, sometimes even disappearing, I reckon he’s likely going to check on Ivana next door."
Ivana living next door didn’t provoke his mother. Ian Keane running to see Ivana might irritate his mother’s nerves, right?
Sure enough.
His mother’s expression shifted slightly, but quickly disappeared.
She frowned, "Don’t speculate on unfounded matters. I believe my precious grandson, to him, I, his grandmother, am the most important."
His mother proudly lifted her head. If she wasn’t important, would Ian Keane have been red-eyed seeing her come out of surgery? Would he miss school just to keep watch by her bedside?
Such a caring grandson, others envy her by far.
Auntie Chamberlain had a baffled expression looking at his mother. Previously, she yelled at Ivana over any related matter, today running into the old flame treating Ivana, his mother’s brain short-circuited? Suddenly changed her stance on Ivana?
Impossible!
His mother wasn’t of that character, likely unwilling to admit in Ian Keane’s heart, Ivana held significance, therefore using such words to deceive herself.
Auntie Chamberlain saw his mother as quite pitiful.
"Madam, you’re right, I shouldn’t make wild conjectures, perhaps should wait until young master Ian enters Ivana’s hospital room before informing you. Ah, that mouth of mine, speaking without tact." Auntie Chamberlain pretended to gently tap her mouth, seeing his mother’s unpleasant expression, she continued, "But, madam, even if young master Ian goes into Ivana’s room, don’t be mad, because in young master’s heart, madam, you’re the most important, Ivana is just a stepmother Leon intends to bring home."
His mother’s eyes were extremely displeased looking at Auntie Chamberlain, don’t assume she couldn’t hear Auntie Chamberlain’s sarcasm.
"If you can’t speak properly, then don’t speak. Shut your mouth and work, that’s better than anything."
His mother wanted Auntie Chamberlain out right away; that old woman was becoming increasingly irritating to her.
"Yes, yes, I won’t speak."
Auntie Chamberlain’s smile was insincere, now with the attitude his mother held, she herself wasn’t planning to stay here much longer, it’s just for the year-end bonus.