Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies
Chapter 517

Chapter 517

Anthony stood before the hospital bed, staring at the sleeping Anne like a dangerous beast.

Anne was pale, her face and the back of her hands were all wounded, and even her lips had lost color. Although her breathing was steady, it could be seen that she was seriously injured.

Ivan, who was in a wheelchair, felt deeply guilty. "I'm sorry, Mr. Marwood. When I noticed the helicopter was out of control, I immediately dragged Ms. Vallois and jumped down. Unfortunately, due to the distance being too high, she suffered a concussion when she fell into the sea. Fortunately, I was still conscious after the jump. I waited a long time for the passing yacht to pull US up, but I couldn't hold back and fainted immediately when I reached the deck, so I couldn't notify you in time."

Anthony kept staring at Anne, not looking away even once. "Can she move? «

The doctor beside him said, "She suffered multiple fractures, and her condition only stabilized recently, so it's best for her not to move for the time being.”

Anthony ordered, "Oliver, have Kathryn bring her team here."

Oliver replied, "Yes, Mr. Marwood." Then, he left and made the call.

The doctor and nurse knew they were no longer needed in the ward, so they left.

Anthony leaned down slowly, staring closer at Anne's face. Then, he gently rubbed her pale lips, leaned in, and kissed her.

Ivan hurriedly lowered his head.

It was not until Anne's lips turned red that Anthony let go with satisfaction. The possessiveness and paranoia in his obsidian eyes were as intense as usual. "As I said, without my permission, even the God of Death would have to give your life back.”

Anne was unconscious and unresponsive to Anthony's words, just like a defenseless child.

Anthony just took it as her acquiescence, and he smirked.

"Mr. Marwood..." Ivan did not know if he should leave. After all, Anthony did not ask him to go out, and some things had yet to be said.

"Tell me what happened,” Anthony got up and asked.

"The helicopter seemed to have hit something, and the engine went out of control. But it was strange..what object could immediately affect the engine?"

"Did you hear anything when it happened?”

"Not that clearly, as I was wearing headphones..." Ivan could not tell.

"What if it were a bullet?” Anthony speculated.

Ivan was shocked. "If that were the case, the person would have advanced marksmanship.”

"You've done a great job this time. You can leave.” Anthony waved his hand.

"Yes, Mr. Marwood."

After Ivan went out, Anthony looked at Anne's face.

If it was a bullet, who was the bullet aimed at?

Anne was within his reach, and he knew who she was in contact with.

Perhaps he was the target, but the other party did not know Anne was the one in the helicopter? Anthony leaned down again, covering Anne possessively. “Til make whoever did it regret being born into this world."

Bianca had nothing to do this morning, so she wanted to go to the Archduke Group to find Anthony. Even though they had dinner together last night, they separated early. She knew Anthony was busy, but she also wanted to be a sensible fiancee. Hence, even if Anthony did not have time, she wanted to go and check if Anthony was there.

“Since you're going to the Archduke Group, bringing lunch from home is better. That's more thoughtful," Dorothy suggested.

Bianca immediately disliked the idea. "No way. It's too unimpressive. I'd rather arrange a decent lunch for Anthony outside.” That's fine too. Whatever you do, I'l always support you."

Bianca drove to the Archduke Group. She was dressed beautifully, had a charming face, a great figure, and an elegant walk. Bianca appeared generous and dignified, completely exuding the temperament of a wealthy madam

Bianca was free to enter Anthony's office, and no one would stop her.

However, Bianca did not see anyone when she walked in. Where was Anthony?

Just as she was about to call Anthony, her eyes swept across the documents on the desk, which were deliberately left alone.

The thick stack of documents consisted of about a dozen sheets of paper.