My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1309

"She was hit in the head and frightened. It will take a few hours for her to wake up." The doctor replied and arranged for Estella to be admitted.

"Will she have side effects?" The boy asked worriedly as he chased after the doctor.

"It's hard to say. Her head is injured, and there may be a concussion. We can only make a judgment when she wakes up!"

I handed the new jacket I bought to Hendrix. Seeing his sullen face, I said, "Can we still go to Uncle Charles's place tonight? If you can't, I'll call Uncle Charles and tell him not to wait for me." Hendrix's gloomy expression eased a little as his gaze fell on me. He grabbed the coat and put it on before saying, "No need, we'll be there soon."

Then, he looked at the boy and said, "Vincent, right?"

The boy nodded. "Yes, I am, Mr. Roberts!"

"You stay here to take care of her. If there's anything you need, contact the number on the business card. You can contact me anytime when she's awake. Even if it's about money, just give me a call!" Hendrix handed the business card to Vincent.

I couldn't stop my lips from twitching. Hendrix's brain was wired so differently when it came to dealing with problems.

Vincent's face twitched, but still, he took the business card and said, "Thank you!"

Hendrix nodded and pulled me away.

After thinking for a moment, I took out a bank card from my bag and handed it to Vincent. "Please take care of her these days. The medical expenses and nutrition expenses are all here. You can contact us any time if you have any other questions. When she's awake, you can tell her to rest assured that we will deal with other matters."

Vincent was a little hesitant, but he still took the bank card and nodded in appreciation.

Hendrix and I left the hospital.

In the car.

He took his mobile phone and made several phone calls. Several of them were to Evan in Oakland, asking him to be careful, and also to send someone to investigate what had happened today. Eason seemed to have been taken away by the police.

When he was done, I drove, and didn't say a word so as not to disturb him.

After a moment of silence, I asked, "Why did Eason attack you? He's just a gambler. He's not looking for money, nor is he looking for women. Why did he suddenly target you?"

Hendrix looked out of the window and seemed to be deep in thought. After a long time, he responded, "He wants money, but not from me."

I looked at him doubtfully.

He raised his eyebrows. "Drive carefully, that's a red light."

I turned back to look at the road in front of me as I stepped abruptly on the brakes.

He touched his forehead in exasperation and said, "How ironic is it that Eason didn't kill me, but I might end up dead because of my wife?"

I frowned and looked at him. "Don't talk nonsense, you're talking nonsense."

He laughed out loud, easing the tension.

As the green light flashed ahead, I started the car.

On the way, he said, "It's Sebastian. He didn't get any benefits in Oakland, and lost of billions in profit for no reason. The Milton family might have put pressure on him. Sending Eason was his way of declaring war on me. It seems that he is going to continue where we left off in the past."

I was a little confused. "What happened in the past?"

He looked at me and told me the story.

Thirty years ago, the oil industry was not run under Milton family. At that time, the Milton Family only owned some factories and pharmaceutical companies. Its industrial chain was not as large as it was now. The oil industry was run by the Spencer family, one of the four major families in Jarold City at that time. At that time, oil was not a profitable industry, so the people in charge of the Spencer family handed over the oil business to their daughter Carol, who took care of it. Later, Carol married into the Milton Family, and that oil company became absorbed into Milton family.