Chapter 552 - She Owed Them

Coming late, she and Armando only heard that something bad had happened, but were not clear about the specific situation. Seeing so many people at the door of the operating room, she immediately stood in front of Ferne and asked, "What's going on now? Is it serious?"

"I'm not sure either." Ferne looked around and finally saw Kamron sitting on the chair. He rushed over and lifted Kamron up by his collar, "You were at the scene? How did the car accident happen? Where is Vincent?"

"Ask the doctor. I don't know. I only saved one person." Kamron's hands were covered in blood. He remembered, at the scene, the bodyguard placed Emily in the back seat of his car. In order to prevent her from falling down, Kamron had no choice but to hold her in his arms.

Emily closed her eyes and had no movements. But for she still breathing, Kamron would have thought she was dead.

"Who had you saved?" Ferne asked. Ferne only heard from the police's phone call that there was a car accident on the road to the cemetery in the city, where the license plate of the Scavos' car was found among the wreck, that there were several burnt bodies in the car, which were being tested DNA in the autopsy department of the police station, and that only one person was rescued and now was treated in the hospital.

He only expected that the person who had been rescued was Vincent, so he did not go to the police station to check the burnt bodies. Instead, he rushed all the way to the operating room in this hospital.

However, when he saw Eliot and Susan, he was suddenly uncertain about whether Vincent was alive. The reason why they were waiting here was too obvious. He couldn't believe that Vincent was not the one to have been rescued.

Right! He selfishly thought how good it was if the one in the operation room was Vincent. He did not care about any other people's lives, not even Emily's. He only wanted his good brother, Vincent, to be alive.

The door of the operating room opened, and a nurse rushed out. Eliot and Susan quickly surrounded her and asked, "How is she now?"

The nurse with a mask shouted anxiously, "There are not enough blood bags, I need to get the blood bags! Don't block me unless you want her to die!"

The crowd immediately got out of her way.

The little nurse ran off in a hurry and returned with a pile of blood bags a moment later.

When Ferne saw the blood type on the blood bag, his legs immediately became weak. Vincent was a B-type blood, but the blood bag clearly had an O-type mark on it.

If the one in the operating room was Emily, where's Vincent?

Could it be that he was among the pile of burnt corpses in the police station?

Ferne's face was pale. Randy also saw the blood type and pulled him out. "Go, let's go to the police station. We will accept it if he was..."

"No. There is no "if". There is no need to check the corpses! Vincent can't be dead! You Shut up!" Ferne pushed him.

Randy also pushed him. "Look what you are doing now! We have to face it no matter what the result is!"

"Shut up! He is not there at all!" Ferne roared as he glared at him.

"Calm down!" Noah grabbed his wrist.

Ferne flung him away but failed to shake him off anyhow. Ferne wore a grief-stricken face, "How can I calm down? Noah, you tell me! Vincent is my good brother who grew up with me! If he died, how can I calm down?"

Noah did not say anything but just patted him on the shoulder.

Jaquan said with a serious look, "I'll go to the scene to take a look. You guys go to the police station..." He looked at Ferne and wanted to finish the following words but did not say it out. He just pulled Emma away.

Janessa judged from the conversation between them. When she arrived at the waiting room and saw Emily's family here, she almost understood the situation. However, she clearly heard on the phone that Vincent had a car accident, but she did not know why Emily had also been sent to the operating room. It was obvious that the remaining one was not sent to be treated. To a large extent, it meant they were dead...

It was at this moment that she suddenly felt the weakness of life.

The group of people looked at each other, their eyes suddenly turning red.

"I won't go. Vincent can't be there! He must be in another hospital!" When Ferne saw Collin, he asked him, "Do you have any contact information from other hospitals? Help me ask if there are any..."

Randy said angrily, "Ferne, what's wrong with you? If Vincent was sent to another hospital, would we still be standing here? use your brain to think about it."

"Yes! I am not as smart as you! Then tell me where Vincent is!" Ferne roared back.

Janessa stood up and said, "Don't quarrel in the hospital. Let's go out and talk. Ferne, go to the police station and see if there is anyone who has been rescued and sent to another hospital. And, have you ever called Vincent? Maybe he is not in that car at all. Do you get the video from the police? Find the perpetrators first to ask..."

She was the only one here who remained clear-minded, but her words caused the atmosphere to fall to the freezing point.

"Do you think I haven't called before? I can't get through to his phone. To ask the perpetrators?" Ferne looked at her, "the three cars crashed into each other and the cars exploded three times. It was almost all burnt out. No one else alive was found at the scene. The police told me that they found a broken leg under the slope. Should I claim it to be Vincent?" He wiped his tears with his palm after finishing speaking.

"Janessa is right. Let's go to the police station to check the situation. Waiting here is no..." Randy glanced at Eliot and Susan at the entrance of the operating room and said in a low voice, "Emily should be fine."

"Alright."

Just as the group was about to leave, they saw a middle-aged woman in a hospital gown rushing over from the other side. She looked haggard and seemed to be in her forties or fifties, but she was extremely thin. She coughed, with a pair of skinny hands covering her chest. When she arrived at the door of the operating room, she asked the butler, "How is Emily?"

The butler said with a sad look, "Still under rescuing."

Donna's eyes turned red, tears falling down instantly. She immediately put her hands together, muttering, "God bless my child. I am willing to atone for her sins in this life and the next life. You can punish me however you want. God, please bless my child..."

She made a devout pray to the direction of the operation room.

Not far away, Kamron watched this scene. He did not feel well. The blood in his palm was still sticky on his skin. The picture that the girl was lying in his arms with her eyes closed and her face covered in blood still appeared on his mind.

It was obviously a great opportunity to take revenge. If he had sat by and just left, perhaps he would be able to see the news headlines about the death of Emily Britt, the younger daughter of the Britt Group.

But he saved Emily.

As if he owed her in his last life, he passed over her harm to him every time. And he even made himself kidnapped and stabbed by her.

The more Kamron thought about it, the more he felt that he might have committed some sins in his last life, so he was here to pay off his debts.

He stood up with his cane and left without looking back.

Donna saw Kamron's back as he left. She bowed in his direction from afar and said silently, "Thank you."

She owed the Heytons too much, and also to the Britts, so much so that she could not able to compensate them for her entire life.. She closed her eyes, and two streams of tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.