Chapter 1553: Witnessing What Shouldn’t Be Seen... A Scene

Chapter 1553: Chapter 1553: Witnessing What Shouldn’t Be Seen... A Scene

Don’t feel anything, just got my face covered in drool from that kiss!!!

Still, he didn’t mind at all, really treating her as true Coldwell blood.

Lowering his eyes to look at the little girl who’d kissed him for the first time, he said in a pleased tone, "Thank you, little baby."

After speaking, Liam Coldwell looked at his personal assistant. "You all wait here. I’ll take Yu’er up for a bit, none of you need to follow."

He compromised for this little thing, completely defeated by her—dropping all his work, taking her from Z Country and flying Overseas to the Sovereign Empire. The way he spoils her is truly unrivaled.

"President..." Everyone tried to stop him. "President, going alone is far too dangerous..."

"This is Overseas; if some accident happens, then we..."

Liam Coldwell cut in, "It’s fine. Very few people should be able to recognize me." Actually he wasn’t so sure himself. It’s not like every single person knows he’s the newly inaugurated President of Z Country, but there will always be some well-informed people who recognize him, right? 𝘧𝓇ℯℴ𝓂

Ren’ai Hospital currently has the most advanced medical equipment, the best drugs, and the top self-sufficient expert doctors and PhDs... This private hospital is extremely expensive; all the people who come are either rich or noble.

Since they’re all rich or noble, there will definitely be someone who recognizes the President of Z Country, the man above millions with overwhelming power.

So the guard unit naturally tried to block Liam Coldwell. "President, please reconsider... Otherwise, we can go invite Miss Carla down..."

"No need, don’t worry." Liam Coldwell got out of the car holding the little girl in his arms. His tone was light, yet carried an invisible authority that brooked no refusal. "Tell me, which ward did she go to?"

"Reporting to you, President: Inpatient Department, VIP room 601A."

The Inpatient Department, sixth floor, A-zone, is the most luxurious area of the entire hospital. When they asked around, they heard that the person in that ward gets picked up and dropped off by helicopter every day... It’s obvious that the patients in A-zone are all very unusual.

Of course they didn’t know that the entire sixth-floor A-zone of the Inpatient Department has been completely booked out by Boss Lucas. When Eva Nightingale was admitted, he had people disinfect and clean every inch, inside and out, top to bottom.

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Carla Carr and Albert Kingsley had already arrived outside the ward. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. "Knock knock—"

Inside the ward, Eva Nightingale’s eyes were slightly open. As soon as she finished changing her dressing, she snuggled into Lucas Knight’s arms.

He was sitting on the sofa; she climbed into his lap on her own, her hand sliding over his chest and slipping under his shirt.

That smooth, soft little hand slipped in, and Lucas Knight’s breathing hitched slightly, a wicked fire flaring up in his eyes.

Even though his body already had the most primitive reaction, he still kept up that absurdly serious façade, his gaze darkening dangerously. "Baby, where do you think that hand is touching?"

Eva Nightingale: "..."!!!

Her little face flushed beet red. She bit her lip and tried to pull her hand back.

Who knew he’d grab her halfway and trap her hand in his palm.

His palm was scorching hot, gripping Eva Nightingale’s hand. His other hand landed on her waist, and with one roll he pinned her beneath him, his burning, teasing lips pressing down.

"Mmm..."

His sexy tongue, steeped in hormones, invaded her mouth aggressively. Her tongue instinctively retreated, his chased after, twining around the tip of hers.

She was wrapped up in the exclusive masculine scent that belonged only to Lucas Knight.

Eva Nightingale’s eyes quickly turned glittery and hazy, like a soul-stealing Fairy.

"Lucas Knight, mm... no... someone’s..." She’d already heard the sound of high heels out in the corridor, and the knocking on the door.