Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 1007 Revenge Must Be Taken

Upon hearing that the Wonder Doctor agreed to treat Flynn, Erin couldn't sit still.

Even though she had already undergone plastic surgery, she had lived by Paul's side for over twenty years after all.

She was afraid that if Paul saw her, he would become suspicious.

However, she couldn't avoid this matter. More than Paul's suspicions towards her, she was more afraid of the Wonder Doctor curing Flynn.

Once Flynn recovers and reveals the cause of his injury, she will become a complete enemy of the Murphy family.

Moreover, her current identity, who could guarantee it wouldn't be exposed forever?

After a struggle of thoughts, Erin decided to stay in Paul's mansion.

She carefully applied makeup and wore loose-fitting clothes as she quietly waited for Paul to arrive with Flynn.

An hour later, Edmond drove and brought his father and brother back from the terminal.

Erin waited at the parking spot and eagerly helped unload the luggage from the trunk.

Edmond introduced her to his father, saying, "This is my girlfriend, Erin Anderson."

Paul glanced at Erin and furrowed his brow at the sight of her, feeling like he had seen this girl somewhere before.

But upon closer inspection, she was truly unfamiliar.

However, Erin politely spoke, "Hello, Uncle Paul."

Paul gave a cold "Hmm" and nodded.

Edmond carried Flynn into a wheelchair and said to his father, "I pleaded with Mr. Abel and finally convinced the Wonder Doctor to treat Flynn."

"As long as the Wonder Doctor agrees, that's all that matters," Paul said. "Last time, when Evelyn had severe paralysis, the Wonder Doctor cured her with just one or two injections."

"Let's pray that the Wonder Doctor can do the same for Flynn," Edmond's eyes grew slightly red. "He's my only brother."

"Yeah," Paul said, "If Flynn can recover, at least we'll know who caused his injury. Revenge must be taken, no matter what!"

Erin helped push the wheelchair, and upon hearing his words, her body tensed slightly.

Flynn, how could she prevent him from being cured?

The next morning.

Emmeline and Benjamin were dressed in protective suits, while Abel disguised himself as a black-clad bodyguard, wearing a black mask. They all arrived at Paul's mansion.

After exchanging greetings without any small talk, the group walked upstairs to Flynn's room.

Paul led the way and pushed open the door.

Before he could say "please," he was startled by the scene before his eyes.

Flynn was face down on the floor, with his wheelchair pressing against his body.

From the looks of it, it seemed like he had tried to move but accidentally tipped over the wheelchair, causing himself to fall underneath.

"Flynny!"

Paul called out first and hurriedly pushed past to get inside.

Following closely behind, Paul rushed in as well.

Emmeline, Benjamin, and Abel also entered the room.

Paul and his father lifted the wheelchair aside to help Flynn on the floor.

However, his entire body was limp like a pile of mud, showing no response whatsoever.

However, his entire body was limp like a pile of mud, showing no response whatsoever.

His face was bruised and swollen, and he was no longer breathing.

"How could this happen?" Paul shouted, "Flynny, wake up, what happened to you?"

Emmeline quickly stepped forward and crouched down to feel Flynn's pulse, but there was no pulse beneath her fingers.

She then checked his breathing and neck pulse, but there was no sign of any movement.

With a heavy tone, Emmeline said, "He has been deprived of oxygen for too long. He's already passed away."

"...Paul" didn't say anything, and he fainted.

Edmond became flustered, holding his brother in his arms while his father collapsed at his feet.

How did things end up like this?

Emmeline took out a silver needle and pricked Paul's philtrum acupoint.

Paul let out a deep breath and slowly regained consciousness, hoarsely crying, "Flynny, my Flynny, how could you leave like this?"

"Brother Edmond" a delicate and gentle voice came from the door. "What happened?"

Erin just arrived.

"It's my brother," Edmond choked. "He... he's gone."

"How could this happen?" Erin asked, "Wasn't he fine this morning?"

"The wheelchair tipped over," tears welled up in Edmond's eyes. "Flynny fell to the ground and couldn't turn over, and he suffocated like that."

Erin covered her mouth, letting out a sob as she cried...