"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Lyman!" The Dean came over from a distance. He finally felt the aura of the legendary Lyman, which made him difficult to breathe.

Lyman Smith didn't even look at the middle-aged man beside him. He just asked indifferently, "where is she?"

"Please follow me!" Lowering his head, the Dean walked forward, opened the password on the glass door layer by layer, and entered the innermost ward.

As soon as Lyman Smith entered the room with light blue light, he felt that his breath was immediately plundered, because he saw that Alice, whom he hadn't seen for three months, was now lying in a glass cover, her long flaxen hair hanging loose, like an angel wearing a whiteskirt and her belly slightly bulging. However, her beautiful face and chest were filled with tubes that could save her life.

Alice, his porcelain doll, the precious woman who would hide in his arms every morning and wait for him to wake up, was now lying in such a cold ward! Lyman Smith's bleeding heart kept beating.

"Mr. Lyman, let me explain miss Alice's condition..."

"Get out..." Lyman Smith ordered the middle-aged Dean beside him in a low voice.

"Yes..." the terrible feeling made the dean and the nurses run out of the ward crazily.

"Alice..."

Lyman Smith sat down in front of the glass bed and called the woman in the glass cover in a low voice.

Looking at the woman's bulging belly, the pain in his heart made his eyes instantly filled with murderous will.

Five months? That was to say, Alice had been pregnant for two months when she left.

That was his child!

Lyman Smith's palm thumped on the glass cover, sliding down, and finally clenched into a fist.

The woman in the glass cover seemed to be awakened by a call. She weakly raised her eyelids and looked at the man's sad face through the clear glass. A line of tears fell from the corner of her eyes, and the corners of her mouth moved, as if she wanted to say something.

"Who is it, Alice? Tell me, who made you so..."

Lyman Smith pressed the glass cabinet beside the bed with his trembling hands. After the glass cabinet was opened, he leaned over Alice Brown's mouth and listened to her.

"I... I'm sorry, Adam. I... I love you... Really!" Alice Brown's voice sounded distant, as if she had died for a long time, but not far away.

"I know..."

Lyman Smith said in a trembling voice.

"She... She... The porcelain doll..."

Alice Brown stretched out her hand from the hem of her dress with difficulty, holding a crumpled photo in her hand. Her tears streamed down more violently.

Lyman Smith held back his falling hand and took out the photo in Alice Brown's hand. Without looking at it, he said, "Alice, I won't let go of the person who hurt you and our child..."

"No... I want to... Take revenge. I have foreseen the end of the killer. Lyman, my wish is fulfilled. I will love you well in my next life..."

"Beep..."

The life monitoring devices at the top of the technology let out sharp sounds. Alice Brown quietly closed her beautiful eyes, and her hand was still on the photo in Lyman's hand.

"Alice, is it her? Did she kill you?" Lyman Smith looked at the girl in the photo and said in a low voice.

Alice Brown didn't respond. Lyman Smith bent down and held Alice Brown's thin and cold body. There was no trace of sadness in his low voice.

"Alice, don't die, don't leave... he said he would protect her..."

"Alice..."

Lyman Smith suddenly burst into tears. He held his porcelain doll and cried out uncontrollably. The porcelain doll he had finally found in the past twenty years was broken into pieces under his eyes.

At the door of the ward, Spark, who came in a hurry, dispersed the doctors and nurses who were waiting at the door to confirm the patient's death!

No matter how much money life was spent, it was impossible to get it back. This ward was nothing more than burning money for the super rich to continue the life of their loved ones. It was not able to save lives. Life was short of miracles.

If it could be changed, listening to Lyman Smith's sadness, Spark thought that even if Lyman Smith could save the fortune in the world for the woman's life, Lyman Smith would be willing to do so.

A second passed like a century. Lyman Smith walked out of the ward with the crumpled photo in his hand, which was taken down from Alice Brown's hand.

"This photo was taken by Alice. She can't take it down anyway!" Said Spark, following behind Lyman.

"Spark, find out everything about this woman..."

"Since Alice is dead, all the people around this woman who have anything to do with her must die with her!"

The photo in Lyman Smith's hand slipped and fell to the ground. Lyman Smith stepped on the smiling woman in the photo and went far away.

"Who?" Spark didn't understand what she meant, but he was shocked when he picked up the crumpled photo on the ground.

It was her. The woman who smiled like a rose in the sun was the eldest daughter of the Dragon hall, the biggest gangster in Z country, Nora!

The blue and green light in the hospital corridor shone on his handsome face, which instantly turned into a ruthless vampire. His eyes firmly engraved the woman's face in the photo. The reason why Alice gave him this photo before she died was to tell him that the woman in the photo had caused her to be like this!

Therefore, he wanted to make that woman's life a living hell. In the end, even if she died, she had to be smashed to pieces and buried with Alice.

Nora was twenty-two years old.

She was the only daughter of the leader of Dragon in Z country.

She was the fiancee of Kyle Johnson, the CEO of the Lu Group in Z country.

A gust of wind blew into the black office from the window, rolling up all the papers on the table about a woman.

The white paper was scattered in the air. After a few rounds, it slowly fell down, covering the face of the Western woman lying on the sofa, whose face was distorted by lust.

The woman's white and slightly pink skin was dripping with the man's sweat, and the man above her was as evil as Satan in the darkness, and his strong body was covered with sweat, making the woman scream crazily.

". I can't stand it anymore..."

The woman with black nails pinched hard on Lyman Smith's shoulder and begged for mercy word by word. She was the most dissolute lady in the upper class of Italy, but she was defeated by Lyman Smith who was both gentle in the East and arrogant in the West.

Lyman Smith narrowed his eyes and stared at the white paper on which the woman's face was covered. He hated her to the core.

He scratched the woman and pinched her hard. The other hand, like a snake, slowly attacked the woman, and then pinched her fair neck with one hand.

"Umm... That's enough... Lyman, I won't play anymore..."

The face under the white paper was red because of suffocation. The woman's hands kicked in the air again, trying to find a life-saving straw, but she could not break free from the man's shackles. The devil like man wanted to strangle her and tear her into two pieces.

"I won't let you go, I won't let you go..." Lyman tightened his grip. At this moment, his eyes were full of killing, because he saw the woman on the white paper.

Blood slipped from the woman's body and poured into the black sofa, disappearing without a trace. The woman let out a cry of despair. She shook her head, unable to make any sound.

The white paper finally fell on the dark floor because of the woman's swaying. Lyman Smith was stunned when he stared at the blue veins on the woman's face.

Lyman Smith loosened his grip and leaned back on the black sofa, panting slightly. He had just seen the Nora in Z country, so he wanted to strangle her.

The woman took her breath back. She jumped up from the sofa, with bruises all over her body. She picked up her clothes and stepped on the white paper on the ground. While putting on her trembling clothes, she cursed, "devil... You are just a devil!"

"Get out..." Lyman Smith raised his head and frowned. He had a terrible headache.

The woman grabbed a check on the table and ran out of the CEO Office crazily with her handbag. She thought it was good for her to survive just now.

Blood wetted the white paper on the ground. Lyman picked up the dirty paper with his restrained fingertips, and his gloomy face was covered with blood

The information also told Lyman Smith that she had a handsome face and a fiance who had been in love for many years

"Nora, wait for me!"

Lyman Smith pursed his beautiful lips into an arc.

Airport in Z country

"Have you come out?"

"Have you come out or not?"

"Hey, jasmine, why are you crying? Now you know how to cry. Why did you look at that toy boy when you were with him?"

In front of the parking lot of the airport, in a white H6, three men listened to a woman's roar and another woman's suppressed crying. They felt creepy.

"Boss, don't yell at me anymore. I can hear that voice!" Adam, who was driving, moved his fat body and looked at the angry face of Nora in the rearview mirror.

Jasmine, who was standing next to Nora, wiped her tears with one hand and fumbled in her bag with the other. Finally, she took out a photo and threw it to her. "Nora, help me take revenge. Catch him and castrate him. How dare he cheat me into giving you money to travel abroad!"

"Hello, Jasmine. Where are you going?"

"Let me go. I don't want to see that damn man!" Jasmine opened the door and jumped out of the car.

"I'll help you this time since you've been lurking in Ryan for so long!"

Pouting, Jasmine picked up the photo and whistled, "Wow, he looks good. No wonder Jasmine fell into his hands."

"Let me see!" In the co pilot seat, the thin little follower, Nelson and the man beside Nora, came over to carefully observe the person in the photo.

"The suit is a limited edition of Giorgio Armani this year. The belt is Hermes, the wrist watch is Vacheron Constantin, and the shoes are a limited edition of Dunhill..."

He grabbed the photo and murmured with his eyes shining. How much money did the man in the photo need?

"Boss, is that man?"

The fat man Adam said, pointing at the man in black who had walked out of the airport and stopped at the gate to light a cigarette.

"Yes, it's him! Let's go, Howard and Vincent. You drive!"

The car door was opened, and two men and a woman jumped out. The man in the car was a gang of four in the Dragon hall.

"Boss... Wait..."

Mathew stuck his head out of the window and shouted at the three valiant men. He was confused. The man's outfit in the photo was at least worth more than two million. Could it be provided by Jasmine, who was a secretary in the Lu group?

Lyman Smith lowered his casual black suit, with his brown hair tied behind his head. Leaning against the archway at the door, he lit a cigarette, squinting as if he was waiting for something?

Two men and a woman walked towards him. A dangerous light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth gave out a sense of complacency that a beast was about to bite its prey.

"Sir, may I borrow a fire?" Standing in front of him, Nora was not as tall as his shoulder. She looked up at him and couldn't help but drool. He looked so sexy.

Evil thoughts

Nora shook her head. The boy was so handsome that she couldn't imagine whether she had a fiance or she loved him very much.

Lyman Smith narrowed his eyes and looked at Lyman's pretty and delicate face. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart, 'a woman spoiled by the Dragon Hall

Taking a puff of the cigarette, Lyman didn't take his eyes off the woman in front of him. He lifted the corner of his mouth and puffed out a mouthful of smoke. Putting down the cigarette end with his fingertips, Lyman put on a ferocious smile and said, "good. This woman looks to his taste. She has long hair like seaweed and unique brown eyes, just like Alice.".

A strong smoke rushed towards Nora. Behind the smoke, there was a man's handsome and suffocating face.

The cigarette in her mouth fell to the ground in a straight line, and the man's lips kissed her with the smell of tobacco.

"What... What is he doing?"

With her eyes wide open, Nora frowned.