Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305

When Carlson first woke in the hospital, his body felt as though it had been repeatedly run over by a truck. The pain was so intense it made him question his will to live

He opened his mouth, but his throat was so hoarse that he couldn’t speak. The slightest movement sent pain throughout his body.

“Butler…” His voice, hoarse and ragged like a broken bellows, sounded like a duck’s quack.

The butler, who had been dozing in the chair beside the bed, startled awake. When he saw that Carlson’s eyes were open, he rushed over in delight.

“Mr. Jones, you’re finally awake! You’ve really suffered this time?

Carlson frowned and hissed, his voice weak and feeble. It hurts so much…

The butler sighed beside him and said, “Five of your ribs were broken by the thief. You may not be able to get out of bed for a month.”

At this, Carlson’s eyes widened, his emotions slightly agitated. A sharp pain spread throughout his body, making it difficult to even breathe.

“Catch, catch him!” He forced himself to speak despite the discomfort.

Although his face was pale, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, filled with rage. Anyone who looked at him would be intimidated by the overwhelming anger.

“I will… kill him!” He gritted his teeth as he spoke.

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How dare someone invade his home to assault him? Once he discovered the culprit’s identity, he’d make them hundredfold!

To his surprise, after his words fell, the butler shook his head with regret.

“Mr. Jones, the thief who hurt you planned this in advance. I have already called the police, but there was a power outage for some unknown reason during that time, and the surveillance cameras in the villa did not capture anyone. I think this was orchestrated.”

“What?” Hearing this, Carlson almost jumped out of bed. Unsurprisingly, he winced again in pain and didn’t recover for a long time.

“This was prearranged by someone who wants to take me down!” His face, already pale, turned even worse as he spoke, and the way he gnashed his teeth was terrifying.

The butler didn’t dare to speak and just watched Carlson from the side.

He wanted to remind Carlson not to get angry now, but seeing Carlson’s face was so gloomy, he was afraid of getting caught in the crossfire, so he didn’t dare to speak out.

Carlson’s body ached whenever he got angry, but he just couldn’t calm down, so he could only be angry and in pain at the same time.

No one could stay calm when encountering such a thing.

He was probably so angry that he couldn’t think of who would do such a thing for a while.

Recently, the biggest conflict he had was with the Holmes family, but this wasn’t their style.

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The Holmes family didn’t know that it was him who hired the professional errand runner. If they knew, they wouldn’t have suddenly come over to beat him up. They were better at delivering a fatal blow directly.

They would send their enemies plummeting into oblivion without warning

So it was basically impossible for them to come all the way just to beat him up.

What’s more, he felt that the man’s eyes were filled with intense resentment, pure personal emotion.

Moreover, that man’s eyes had burned with personal hatred, too visceral for a professional hit

An errand runner would have been coldly detached, purely businesslike.

Carlson’s mind raced despite his prone position. “Who can possibly harbor such deep–seated animosity toward me?

Never in his life had he suffered such indignity–the sheer disrespect of it!

He was the head of the Jones family. How could he be willing to let this grudge go unavenged?

Carlson was a man who cared a lot about his dignity. After thinking for a long time, he looked at the butler, who sat hunched

in silence with lowered head, and instructed him in a hoarse voice, suppressing his pain.

“Don’t tell anyone about this. Tell everyone that I fell down the stairs and that’s how I ended up in the hospital.”

The butler didn’t say anything and seemed to be stunned.

“This humiliation cannot leave this room. Do you understand what this would do to my reputation?”

The butler’s expression grew even more conflicted, clearly struggling with an internal dilemma.

After an internal struggle, he finally voiced the words he’d been holding back.

He addressed Carlson in a low voice, “Mr. Jones, actually…

When Carlson looked at him, he forced himself to continue, bearing immense pressure,

“Actually, while you were unconscious, many people heard the news and came to see you, bringing a lot of gifts. I cataloged everything and had the guards store them at the estate.”

“What?”

The impact of these words on Carlson was no less than the beatings he had endured.

However, one was emotional pain, while the other was physical.