“Damaris.” Lucian gritted his teeth. For some reason, Jack wasn’t happy with how Lucian addressed him. “Why are you treating me as a stranger, Mr. Farwell? I called to congratulate you!”
Jack must have something to do with this. Otherwise, why would he call at this time? Lucian had a scowl on his face when he glanced at the lifeless-looking woman on the hospital bed. “I don’t have time for your nonsense! Roxanne is unconscious now. Did you do this to her?”
In response, Jack acted surprised and said, “Mr. Farwell, how could you say that? I’m a doctor. Why would I do such an immoral thing?”
With that, he casually changed the topic by saying, “It’s just that I saw the press conference of Farwell Group’s cooperation with the research institute. Hence, I called to congratulate you, Mr. Farwell. You’ve finally gotten what you wanted! You managed to win Ms. Jarvis’ heart!”
Lucian narrowed his eyes angrily and uttered, “As I said before, I won’t let you take advantage of her! Roxanne is mine!”
“How would you know what I wanted to do to her, Mr. Farwell? If Ms. Jarvis had chosen me, I think she would be in a better situation now. Don’t you think so?” Jack chuckled. Upon hearing that, Lucian tightened his grip on his phone and roared, “It’s you! What did you do to Roxanne?”
They were both smart men. Although Jack didn’t explicitly admit to what he had done, his words confirmed Lucian’s suspicion. Jack was the culprit. “Roxanne trusted you! What did you do to her?
How dare you!” Lucian uttered coldly. Jack then raised his brows smugly and replied ambiguously, “Why are you so rash, Mr. Farwell? I didn’t say I did anything. Nevertheless, I’m still a famous doctor. Perhaps I can help Ms. Jarvis regain her consciousness.”
“What exactly are you trying to do? Are you doing this because Roxanne rejected working with you?” Lucian clenched his jaw.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Jack didn’t want Lucian to have anything on him. “I’m just saying I might be able to help her.”
No matter what Lucian said, Jack insisted he had nothing to do with Roxanne’s current situation. At the same time, Jack kept telling Lucian he could help with the treatment. Therefore, Lucian had no choice but to suppress his anger and ask, “What do you need to treat Roxanne?”
In a playful and mocking tone, Jack replied, “Is this how you beg for help, Mr. Farwell? It seems like Ms. Jarvis isn’t important to you at all, Mr. Farwell.”
At that point, Lucian’s gaze was terrifyingly dark, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. “What do I need to do to get you to treat Roxanne, Mr. Damaris? I’ll do my best to fulfill your conditions,” he enunciated.
Jack laughed in satisfaction when he heard that. “Who knew you would ever need to beg for help one day, Mr. Farwell? This is an eye-opener for me!”
After that, Jack uttered nonchalantly, “However, I haven’t figured out what I want in return. Give me some time to think, will you? I’ll call you once I’m ready.”
With that, Jack hung up the phone. The tension in the ward was so thick one could cut it with a knife. The hospital director and the team of famous doctors were trying their best to breathe quietly and stay inconspicuous.
Lucian was filled with rage when he glanced at his darkened phone screen. Jack called just to assert his dominance! Even if I were to do whatever he wants me to do, he might still refuse to treat Roxanne!
