Chapter 351

Allen had to hang there for ten hours. Elizabeth stood by the car, watching him teetering on the edge of the tall building. Unsure why, she didn’t feel pleased.

Felix strolled over, noticing Elizabeth was deep in thought. He followed her gaze; Allen looked tiny from where they stood. Elizabeth let out a sigh.

“Why the sigh?” Felix asked.

Elizabeth frowned. “It’s weird.”

Felix raised an eyebrow. “What’s weird?”

Elizabeth touched her chest, feeling a twinge of guilt. Could it be because Allen’s getting old?

“Elizabeth, you ain’t going soft, are you? Don’t forget what Allen did to you!” Felix reminded her to stay sharp.

Elizabeth thought back to those hours upstairs; it was a rough ride. The kicker was that Elijah had also hurt Alexander, dragging him into this mess.

Elizabeth turned and got into the car. “Let’s roll. Head back. Tell your guys not to let him croak hanging there.” She glanced at Felix and added, “Use your brain; if she can’t hack it, send her to the hospital or back to the Russell family.”

“Chill, I got this,” Felix replied.

Then Elizabeth laughed. “Sure, just go ahead and rat me out.”

Felix felt awkward. Why’s Elizabeth still hung up on that hacker thing?

Felix said, “Elizabeth, I’ll hack the Tudor Group again for you. This time, it’ll be clean! I’ll make ‘em lose three hundred million bucks!”

Elizabeth was speechless. She rolled her eyes at Felix. “And then I’ll have to cover that three hundred million?”

Felix was speechless. The car went quiet.

Elizabeth and Felix exchanged a glance and both chuckled.

Elizabeth asked, “That guy’s locked up, right?”

Yeah, Felix nodded.

Chapter 351

Elizabeth said, “I need to see him tomorrow morning.”

Felix was taken aback. “No way, you can’t see him now.”

“I must see him tomorrow morning. Make it happen!” Elizabeth glared at Felix. For Elizabeth, “can’t” wasn’t in her vocabulary. It had to be done! Didn’t Felix just say he could handle it and she could trust him?

Felix was silent, then finally nodded. “Alright. But, why do you wanna see him?”

Elizabeth’s lips curled up, a dangerous glint in her eyes.

Elizabeth got back to the hospital at one o’clock. Just as she was about to enter the ward, she spotted someone on the bench nearby.

“Alexander?” Elizabeth called out, surprised.

Alexander looked up and saw her. He frowned. “Where’d you go?”

“Do I need to report to you?” Elizabeth pouted and pushed the door open.

Alexander tried to follow, but Elizabeth immediately blocked him at the door.

“Mr. Tudor, it’s super late. Not cool for a guy and a girl to be alone.” Elizabeth smiled, keeping her distance.

Alexander just pushed her aside and walked in like he owned the place. Elizabeth glared at his back, wishing she could tear him apart. She gritted her teeth. “Mr. Tudor, it’s already past midnight.”

“So what?” He turned to her.

Elizabeth wanted to punch him.

“Where’d you go?” He asked again.

Elizabeth plopped down on the sofa, took a bite of an apple, and replied, “I have the right not to answer, right?”