Chapter 448: Chapter 448: So His Memory Was Erased
He ran forward, carrying her in his arms.
Outside the dream, Leona Grant hurried to follow.
Just then, Vivian Yates waved to them. "Leona! Leona, over here!"
Leona Grant ran toward her.
When Vivian Yates saw Annabelle Linton, she looked horrified, and tears instantly streamed down her face. "Leona, Annabelle... what happened to Annabelle?!"
"She was shot trying to save me!"
Leona Grant carried Annabelle Linton onto the ambulance and yelled at the nurses, "Save her! Save her now! I won’t let anything happen to her!"
"Yes, yes, Young Master Grant!" The nurses scrambled to prepare.
Leona Grant gripped Annabelle Linton’s hand. His eyes were red-rimmed as he wiped blood from her face, speaking nonstop. "Annabelle Linton, hang on. Just hang on. As long as you live, I’ll marry you. We’ll live a good life together. We’ll be happy together. Hang on, just hang on!"
Outside the dream, Leona Grant also shouted, his eyes red, "Annabelle Linton, hang on!"
’Even though I know Annabelle Linton will be fine, I can’t help but tremble seeing her like this.’
’But... I remember the kidnapping, so why do I have no memory of this at all?’
He slapped his own head in frustration.
Watching Leona Grant’s frantic state, a sharp glint flashed in Vivian Yates’s eyes.
Slowly, she picked up a nearby syringe and viciously plunged it into Leona Grant’s lower back. Leona Grant whipped his head around!
Outside the dream, Leona Grant was also stunned, never expecting things to develop this way.
"You!"
"I’m sorry, Leona!"
Leona Grant tried to pull out the syringe, but it was too late. Vivian Yates injected the entire contents of the syringe, and he collapsed instantly.
Outside the dream, Leona Grant’s eyes flew wide open. ’This is unbelievable!’
’How could I have never known that Vivian Yates plotted against me like this?!’
"Miss, what do we do now?" a nurse asked.
Vivian Yates crossed her arms, her lips curling into a cold smirk. "Wipe this portion of Young Master Grant’s memory. He still wants to marry that bitch? Hah."
’Wipe my memory? Miss?’
’So that’s it, my memory was erased!’
Leona Grant stared at Vivian Yates. ’She was only seventeen at the time. How could she be so vicious?!’
’And that form of address... could it be that her family supported this?’
’That would explain how Vivian Yates could be so scheming at such a young age.’
The nurses had been hired in advance, so of course they obeyed her. "Yes, Miss."
"What about her? Should we kill her?" another nurse asked, pointing at Annabelle Linton. "Just let her die. That way, no one will be able to steal your man, Miss!"
A cold look flashed in Vivian Yates’s eyes as she made a phone call.
"Mom, it’s done. What do we do with this bitch now?"
Mrs. Yates asked excitedly, "How is she?"
"She was shot six times, but it didn’t hit any vitals. She won’t die. Should we just finish her off?"
"She can’t die!" Mrs. Yates said calmly. "If she dies, there will definitely be an investigation. And if they investigate, it’ll lead back to us. We’ll be finished!"
"Then what? We just let her live? Mom, I hate her! She stole Leona from me! Just now, Leona even said he would marry her! I can’t stand this! I won’t tolerate her existence!" Vivian Yates yelled, her eyes red.
"Now, don’t be hasty."
Mrs. Yates laughed sinisterly. "Daughter, everything Mommy does is for you! Here’s the plan. I’ll arrange for someone to send her to another city right now. As for her father, I’ll have her stepmother take care of that. You don’t need to worry!"
"And then?"
Mrs. Yates gave a vicious laugh. "And then we’ll let her stay in a coma for a year. By then, so much time will have passed... who would believe her?"
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