Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 798 Hungry For Money

Chapter 798 Hungry for Money

As they expected, Queeny became the immediate cause of the clash between the Rosefinch Club and the Dragon Club. The strongest two underground gangs wore each other out until one of them collapsed. Now, Queeny no longer belonged to any force. To them, she was totally useless and harmless.

But why had they been after her and even sent so many people to kill her?

Queeny couldn't understand this. In truth, Felix was puzzled by this, too.

It was not until this time that they realized this matter was way more complicated than they had imagined.

After Queeny read the files, Felix was less agitated. He came to sit in a chair by the bed and asked, "What do you think?"

Queeny looked at him.

Her head was still in a muddle. She couldn't figure out a clue. But faintly, she felt a little perturbed.

Shaking her head, she said, "No idea."

Felix didn't speak.

His slender index finger tapped the armrest to a rhythm. A while later, he finally said in a deep voice, "They're bent on catching you. Based on what happened today, they probably want to catch you alive other than just kill you. Do you have anything that they want?"

Queeny showed a blank look in her eyes.

Neither of them spoke. They were both wondering what it could be.

Suddenly, a fit of desperate cries sounded outside.

The two were both stunned. But when Queeny heard several of the cries, she abruptly panicked.

Her already pallid face instantly turned as white as chalk.

"Sarah, my poor girl, you died so tragically. It's all your heartless sister's fault. Rest assured. I'll avenge you, my Sarah!"

It was Patrick's voice!

Seeing the color drained from Queeny's face, Felix knew he couldn't keep this from her forever.

Thus, in a mournful voice, he remarked, "Sarah died. I brought her body back and hired the best professionals to serve her. She is in the side building now. When you get better, you can go see her at any time."

He knew that after Queeny woke up and learned that Sarah had died for her, she would definitely want to see her.

As expected, Queeny nodded and said with an ashen face, "I'll go see her now."

Felix'sbrows furrowed.

His eyes swept over her bandaged-up body. After seconds of silence, he chose not to object.

He then bent over and carried her out of bed.

Queeny stiffened, instinctively wanting to break free.

But Felix suppressed her with a steely snarl.

"Behave yourself if you wanna see her! Do you think you can crawl your way there?"

Queeny stopped struggling at once.

Some time later, her tense body gradually relaxed.

She knew Felix was right. She wouldn't be able to make it to the side building on her own.

Without saying anything, Felix carried Queeny in his arms and headed out.

Just as they arrived at the staircase, they saw Patrick Dempsey, Queeny's stepfather, in the living room.

Sitting on the sofa, he was wiping tears while howling. No servants were in this room. Perhaps they couldn't stand the noise so they went to other rooms. Donald was quietly standing in the room by himself. He didn't go to comfort Patrick but just let him cry.

Seeing them come downstairs, Donald appeared to be a little surprised.

Patrick, on the other hand, instantly spotted Queeny, who had curled up in Felix's arms. His eyes turned scarlet, and he quickly leaped to his feet and rushed toward her.

"You bitch! You got my daughter killed! I'll kill you!"

However, before he could get near Queeny, Donald strode forward and stopped him.

Looking at him with a calm face, Donald said, "Mr. Dempsey, we're very sorry for what happened to your daughter. But the person who hit her with the car was not Miss Horton. We hate those outlaws just like you do. We'll also try all means to catch them and avenge your daughter. But to do all that, Miss Horton must stay alive. Mr. Dempsey, I hope you can understand."

Patrick understood this perfectly.

He was, indeed, devastated when he first heard that his daughter died.

But soon, he learned that her daughter died because of Queeny.

Thus, he decided to see Queeny and found out where she lived. He also learned that the mysterious but powerful man backing her up was Felix Bissel.

When Patrick was young, he had also been a gangster for some time. He naturally heard about Felix.

He was aware of how rich and powerful he was. But he also knew how notoriously cruel he was.

Of course, Patrick wouldn't dare to go too far.

He only came here today for money, so he had no intention to get himself in danger.

When Donald said that, he immediately halted. Panting slightly, he stared fixedly at Queeny with a reddened face.

Through gritted teeth, he yelled, "Even though she didn't kill my daughter, my daughter did die because of her! Do you think I'll let her get away with this?" Donald's eyes flickered.

A short distance away, Queen's face turned completely pale.

No matter how much she loathed Patrick, she couldn't deny her sisterhood with Sarah.

She recalled that before the accident, Sarah was just telling her about her beautiful future and the grand dreams she would realize.

But only two days later, Sarah was already in the cold morgue, quiet and lifeless.

Queeny felt a stab of excruciating pain. She was now too ashamed to even face the hateful Patrick.

At this moment, Donald said solemnly, "Mr. Dempsey, since your daughter saved Miss Horton's life, we won't let her die for nothing. Of course, it's because of our negligence that Miss Dempsey suffered such misfortune. We won't shirk the responsibility. In a couple of days, when we sort everything out, you'll receive compensation from us."

Patrick's eyes brightened when he heard Donald say "compensation".

Still, he didn't want to back off so soon. He snorted and said, "You made it sound like I'm here just for the money."

Donald smiled.

He had dealt with numerous guys like Patrick. Thus, he knew exactly how to get rid of him.

Smiling, he said, "We didn't mean that, of course. We know very well that money can't make up for your loss. But now, except for money, we really have no other way to compensate you. Even if you don't think for your own gain, you still need to consider Miss Dempsey's feelings. If heaven really exists, she would get worried if she knew that your life is hard."

This speech finally quelled Patrick.

He glanced at Queeny and Felix, who were not far away, then cast a look at Donald again. With some deliberation, he snorted and said, "This is more like it."