Chapter 643
When Corey entered with a hanger, Noah glanced at the menacing weapon, showing no expression, seemingly in support.
By the bedside, Howard was visibly frightened and immediately stood up to stop Corey.
"Corey, stop! Don't hit him! He's running a fever, and he's at his weakest now. You're letting your rage get to your head. What if you accidentally kill him? How will you explain it when Nana comes back?"
Using Sheena as a shield always proved to be the most effective tactic.
Corey's rationality returned somewhat. However, before he even lowered the hanger in his hand, Elliot unexpectedly spoke up.
"With the old grievances between us, what's the point of just beating me up to vent your anger? If you have the guts, just kill me."
That was a blatant provocation!
The rage in Corey's chest surged, more powerful than ever before.
"Fine, I'll grant your wish. If I can't kill you today, I'll eat my hat!"
"Corey, don't hit him! Stay calm! He's just a patient. You should just

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