The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)

Chapter 1212

Although his subordinates reported that Bruce was seriously injured, he could not be at ease as long as

Bruce was alive.

Moreover, everyone in Greyport knew Bruce's way of doing things. He had never been a kind person,

let alone swallow his anger.

Whoever dared to go against him would be courting death. Once he escapes death, a calamity will

befall Yanice Group.

The more Marcus thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He was somber as he said stoically, "Pete,

regardless of your methods, we need to find out the latest information about Bruce."

"He must not live. He must not live. Ugh, cough, cough..."

He spoke too quickly and could not hold his breath. He started coughing.

The beautiful caregiver beside him quickly handed him a cup of coffee and said, "Mr. Yanice, please

take it easy and drink some coffee."

Marcus trembled as he took the coffee. He slowly drank a few mouthfuls before suppressing the itch in

his throat.

His body was debilitating. He had to rely on coffee to boost his energy every day. Ever since his son

died, he had been depressed, causing his body to become weaker.

Marcus instructed, "Pete, regardless, we can't let Bruce live."

Pete nervously replied, "Yes, Mr. Yanice."

"You may leave!" Marcus commanded.

"Yes!" Pete responded.

Greyport Hospital was backed by Bruce.

Bruce's treatment was highly confidential. The hospital director and a few medical specialists

personally handled it. Ordinary doctors and nurses could not approach him at all.

However, money made the world go round.

Even if they could not bribe the director and medical specialists, they would find ways to bribe other

doctors.

As long as the other doctors worked in the same hospital, they only needed to look at Bruce's

medication to determine his overall condition.

So, in less than a day.

Pete bought news on Bruce's latest treatment from a doctor at a high price.

"Mr. Yanice, this is Bruce's latest medicine," Pete said. "They've allegedly already started using gene

regeneration shots and various antibiotics to prolong his life. This means that he's already nearing the

end of his life. It'll be difficult for him to live long."

When Marcus heard this, he was still a little uneasy.

"Let's wait for another two days. If necessary, find a few people from Southeast Alendor and get some

explosives..." As Marcus spoke, he became somber.

Pete felt a chill run down his spine and his eyes widened.

It seemed that Mr. Yanice was determined to kill Bruce at all costs this time.

On Monday.

At Greyport Hospital.

Darcy and Carson were guarding the ward.

Mr. Bourn, Mr. Nelson, and Mr. Paul took the opportunity to visit Bruce in the hospital again.

Darcy stopped everyone and said stoically, "Directors, my sincere apologies. No one is allowed to visit

Mr. Everett now."

Mr. Bourn was livid and said, "Darcy, I'm the company's second-largest shareholder. Now that such a

big thing has happened to Mr. Everett, we want to know the truth!"

Darcy became somber and said, "Just wait for the hospital's final notice."

"No, I have to see Mr. Everett for myself today," Mr. Bourn insisted.

Mr. Young chimed in, "That's right. You're just a bodyguard. What right do you have to stop us?"

"Now that Mr. Everett has become like this, Mrs. Everett is nowhere to be found. We're just concerned

about Mr. Everett and want to see how Mr. Everett is doing."

"You're just an ordinary bodyguard. Who gave you the right to stop us? Why are you so arrogant?"

The more they spoke, the more impolite they became.

If it were in the past, even if Darcy was a bodyguard, they would still be polite toward him.

Now that Bruce was already on the verge of death, Darcy could be fired at any moment.

They were all directors of Everett Group and would not show Darcy any respect.

Darcy did not say a word. He only stopped everyone stoically and did not allow anyone to enter the

floor.

"Just perform your bodyguard duties. Don't worry about anything else!"

"We have to confirm Mr. Everett's current situation before we can decide the future course of Everett Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Group."

Darcy rolled his eyes and said, "No matter what you say today, it's useless. No one is allowed to

approach."

"Alright, you've got guts. You've got guts."

Seeing Darcy was adamant about letting anyone in, the directors could only leave in exasperation.

That night.

"Bruce died at 1:20 AM."

"The news of Bruce's death is conclusive. Greyport's richest man died at a young age."

Some websites suddenly posted the news of Bruce's death, and others shared the reports.

Some online content creators even doctored photos of Bruce on his deathbed to attract attention.