Chapter: 1022

Notwithstanding, he still wanted to see Susan.

“Okay, don't let me see her. Can you just tell me how she is doing? Else, I would rather die here than come with you! I am a doctor, so committing suicide is quite an easy thing for me to do! You know that, right?"

It might prove difficult for a doctor to cure his ailment. But killing himself wasn't.

“What exactly do you want to know about her?"

“I just want to know if she is no longer in any form of danger."

"She is in safe hands. She has been out of danger for a long time."

When Dr. Turner heard that she was fine, he heaved a sigh of relief.

"Then..."

"Dr. Turner, you said that you only want to know how Susan is and will come with us obediently. I will not answer other questions.

Perhaps you may want to threaten us with your death. If that's the case, please help yourself. Mr. Sullivan has told us that it doesn't matter if we bring you to him dead or alive!"

The doctor's face turned pale as soon as he heard those words.

The man spoke to him in a neutral tone of voice. Still, he made sure there was no room for negotiation.

"Let's go, Dr. Turner."

Dr. Turner could see the truth mirrored in the eyes of the man before him, and he then knew that Victor was a man of his word.

He did not have any bargaining chip to negotiate with the man in front of him. To be more precise, he was not the least bit qualified to even converse with Victor ever.

Although it was bold of him to declare he was not afraid of death, in fact, how could he not tremble in horror with the mere sight of death flashing before his eyes?

He had dedicated ten years of his life in studying medicine, and he landed on his current position thanks to that much experience. He had not been able to get a higher position yet, but he still enjoyed the benefits that came with his status quo. So how could he die Like this without being able to achieve even more than what he had?

That thought made him contemplate on what to do. If he did not go with them, he would definitely die.

But if he went with them minus the struggle, he might have higher chances of getting out of their grasps unscathed.

"I'LL go with you." His voice came out more hoarse and dejected than he had intended.

Dr. Turner then willingly trailed behind them out of the ward. He wondered whether he would be able to stay alive as he hoped.

They had passed many closed doors as they made their way out. Amidst the clacking sound of the soles of their shoes against the floor echoing the aisle, a low thud caused by a door being shut reverberated from behind them. Dr. Turner could not help but pause in his tracks. He pivoted and scanned his eyes on the path they just came from. His intuition told him that Susan was in one of those wards.

When the man in black noticed that Dr. Turner had stopped tailing him, he thought that the latter was only trying to stall some time again. With cold eyes, he was about to warn him again, but Dr.

Turner had already taken his eyes off the corridor and resumed walking forward.

They headed towards the elevator. They waited until the flaring numbers above the double doors could reach the floor they were at.