Expert Down The Mountain

Chapter 99

Expert Down The Mountain Chapter 99

There was a big crowd at Bwell Therapeutics. A few aggressive men stood inside, their leader looking

tanned, burly, and strong. “Dr. Ewell, I’ve come for you sincerely. Why can’t you be grateful?” The

muscular man trained a glowering gaze at Zachary. Zachary’s expression was austere. “I’ve said that I

can’t help with Ms. Walton’s condition. Why would you still put me in a tough spot?” The muscular man,

Acson Keye, was a subordinate of the Waltons. He had come to Bwell Therapeutics today to get

Zachary to treat the heiress of the Waltons, Yulene Walton. It was just that Zachary had rejected the

request because he had been to the Waltons years ago and knew about Yulene’s case. He was aware

that he could not do anything to help and had suggested to Acson and the men to seek better doctors

in Metrocity.

Unexpectedly, Acson threatened him directly, claiming that Bwell Therapeutics could forget ever

opening its doors again if Zachary refused to go and that he would make life hell for the grandfather

and granddaughter pair. This infuriated Zachary. He had sympathized with Yulene, but there was no

way he could accept such a blatant threat. In the end, Acson wanted to abduct Zachary. Lindsy was

frightened and thus called Kayson for help. “Dr. Ewell, you already have a foot in the coffin. Maybe you

aren’t too bothered with the Waltons’ threat.

“But Ms. Ewell is so young. Aren’t you considering for her?” “How dare you!?” Zachary was fuming. “I,

Zachary Ewell, am just an old man, but I’ll make sure I have people seek the Waltons to settle the

score even if I have to sacrifice myself if you dare lay a finger on my granddaughter!” Acson replied

coldly, “I was nice, but you didn’t appreciate it. We showed you respect by politely requesting you to

visit. Since you aren’t grateful, there’s no need for more words!” Acson raised his hand and ordered his

underlings, “You guys, invite Dr. Ewell to the car!”

Lindsy rushed forward and spread her arms out, putting herself in front of Zachary. “Don’t you move!

My boyfriend is going to be here anytime! Just you wait!” Acson scoffed. “Ms. Ewell, the Waltons aren’t

afraid of anyone in Clouspring!” Lindsy panicked and was going to intimidate them with the fact that

Kayson had killed Tony when she heard an aloof voice at the door. “Oh? Really? Can the Waltons

really do whatever they want in Clouspring?” Kayson appeared at the door, looking a little cold.

“Kayson!” Lindsy was overjoyed. “Don’t worry. They won’t be able to do anything with me here.”

Kayson flashed her an assuring smile. Needless to say, Lindsy was placated. Acson looked at Kayson

and threatened mercilessly, “Kid, who are you? My advice? Don’t be a busybody! Be careful, or else

you won’t live another day if you poke your nose into the Waltons ‘business!”

“Oh?” Kayson retorted, “I’ll make sure the Waltons cease to exist in Clouspring if anything happens to This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Mr. Ewell and Lindsy.”

Acson narrowed his eyes. A few of his stronger underlings scolded promptly, “Naive brat! How bold of

you to say that!” They then proceeded to attack Kayson. Lindsy cried, “Kayson! Watch out!” Kayson

scoffed and avoided the attacks swiftly before grabbing the collar of one of the men and throwing him

out. His punches came like lightning strikes after that, swift and unforgiving, throwing the other few out

of the medical center. Acson’s face was rigid as he commented, “It’s no wonder you’re so gutsy and

arrogant. You’re trained too! “In that case, you should know better how intimidating the Waltons are!

“Looks like you’re pretty ignorant! I’ll teach you something then, the real terror of the Waltons!”

There was a loud bang under Acson’s feet before he sprinted toward Kayson like a gale. Kayson could

feel the small energy vibration from Acson. He squinted as he stomped his foot and flicked his hand.

The moment Acson’s fist collided against his palm, Acson, who had been acting aloof and superior,

widened his eyes.