Chapter 263
Chapter 263:
“You recognize him at last,” Baylee said, her face filled with despair. “When I got here today, I heard noises from the exit passageway. I went to check, and I found him sitting on the floor, injured. He grabbed me, refusing to let me take him to the hospital. He had a wound on his forehead and makeshift bandages, but they were coming apart p>
“Marvin and Quincy are archenemies. Baylee, did you help him just to upset Quincy?” Ellie ventured. She couldn’t think of another reason for Baylee to willingly get involved in such a mess.
“Absolutely not,” Baylee replied, rubbing her temples. “Marvin saved me as a child. I owe him my life. But how did he end up injured outside our private room p>
“I doubt it’s a coincidence,” Ellie remarked.
Their private room was a well-kept secret, known to very few. It seemed too strange that Marvin, severely injured, would end up there, discovered by Baylee, who owed him a life-saving debt.
“The Hill family’s internal affairs are complex. Before he passed out, Marvin said he didn’t want to go to the hospital, probably fearing it would be less safe. If we take him there, he p>
Might recover, but given his vengeful nature, he could retaliate against us. Yet, if we don’t help him and he dies, we could face legal consequences.” Baylee was clearly torn about what to do.
Though a wave of anxiety washed over Ellie, she couldn’t help but tease, “You just mentioned that Marvin saved your life. Now you’re worried about court if he dies p>
“Well, he’s in a coma, so he didn’t hear me, right?” Baylee sighed.
“Ellie, what should we do p>
“Give me a moment to think p>
Ellie then pulled out her phone and scrolled through her contacts. She paused at two names: Theo and Edwin. Theo was a surgeon, but he knew Marvin. It wouldn’t be safe to involve him.
“I’ll call Edwin. He studied medicine and did an internship in his family’s hospital. Plus, he’s unaware of who Marvin is,” Ellie told Baylee.
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Dialing Edwin’s number, Ellie remembered that he had once blacklisted her, but it appeared that he had now removed her from the list, giving her a chance to reach him.
“What do you want?” Edwin’s voice was as commanding as ever.
“Edwin, can you help me out? And keep it a secret p>
An hour later, Edwin was kneeling by the sofa, carefully bandaging Marvin’s wounds. Marvin’s black trench coat lay cut open. His abdomen and shoulder were wrapped in blood-soaked gauze. Some wounds beneath the gauze needed restitching.
Baylee whispered to Ellie, “Since when are you and Edwin on good terms p>
“Just recently, we made up,” Ellie whispered back.
Edwin, focusing on the wound, grumbled, “Ellie! I’ve been playing instruments for two years, not stitching wounds. Why do I have to help you take care of his wounds, huh? Damn! I need to know who he is, or else p>
As Edwin tended to the wounds, he couldn’t help but keep complaining, a clear sign of his disdain for the task at hand.