CHAPTER 333: CHAPTER 333: MR. KANE, I NEED TO TALK TO YOU

Ian Keane kept his head down, his small face tense, his frail body trembling slightly. What happened that day was like a nightmare, haunting Ian Keane.

He would never forget.

At six years old, he was too young.

Ian discovered that there were many things he couldn’t do. If he were older and had enough ability, like Leon Keane, people would be afraid of him.

If that were the case, would no one dare to touch mommy when he was around?

He needed to grow up and become stronger.

Ivana Monroe saw Ian Keane with his head down, looking not quite right. She suddenly reached out and patted Leon Keane’s arm, then pulled Ian over to the bedside, "Ian is already very mature, much more so than other six-year-olds. You shouldn’t be too harsh on him."

Too harsh?

Leon Keane was indifferent; Ivana Monroe was just too indulgent with the child.

Boys should not be indulged; they should be treated more strictly.

Leon remained silent in front of Ivana.

Ivana noticed Leon did not respond.

She looked directly at Ian, speaking gently, "Ian, if you miss mommy, you can call mommy. Just input mommy’s phone number..."

Ian took out his phone and input Ivana’s number.

"Mommy, can I text you when I’m bored?"

"Of course, mommy gets bored too!"

A slight smile appeared on Ian’s cold little face.

Ivana raised her hand and gently pinched his fair little face, "Ian looks really good when he smiles. You should smile more often!"

Ian’s expression was a bit stiff, but he obediently nodded.

Leon Keane started pushing Ivana’s hospital bed out.

Timmy followed behind, and when they reached outside the ward, he stopped and quietly said to Ian, "Brother, once I get to the hospital, I’ll tell you mommy’s ward address. If you miss mommy, you can ask daddy, or the Kane family bodyguards, to take you to see mommy!"

A bright light flickered in Ian’s eyes, and he nodded.

He whispered in Timmy’s ear, "The money in mommy’s account was sent by me. This is what Huashan owes our mommy. Brother, you need to help me keep it a secret and also stop daddy from finding out it was me."

Timmy’s clear eyes sparkled like stars, he knew it was definitely sent by his brother.

Timmy whispered, "Mm, don’t worry! We’re family. I’ll definitely help brother."

Ian extended his arm around Timmy’s shoulder, smiling, "Good brother."

Ahead.

Leon suddenly stopped, turning his head to see Ian and Timmy hugging each other tightly, seemingly whispering secrets.

Look, Ian’s smile was quite cunning.

Leon frowned, sensing Ian was hiding something from him.

"Timmy, do you want to stay here with brother?"

"Huh? Daddy, wait for me."

Timmy looked apologetically at Ian, "Brother, I have to go now."

Ian released Timmy’s shoulder, advising him like a little adult, "Take good care of our mommy."

Timmy nodded forcefully, "Mm."

Timmy followed behind Leon and disappeared from Ian’s sight.

VIP Ward No. 1.

The door was ajar.

Ian’s mother saw everything happening outside.

Ian turned around, and Ian’s mother felt a bit nervous, gently closing the door, and then turned back to her bed.

Auntie Chamberlain: "Madam, wasn’t I right? Young Master Ian really cares about Ivana. Every day, under the guise of going to the bathroom, he sneaks over to the next ward to see Ivana..."

Ian’s mother felt terrible, and Auntie Chamberlain’s words only made her feel worse.

She was practically trembling with anger.

"Shut up, can’t you keep quiet?"

Auntie Chamberlain got a scolding from Ian’s mother, especially in front of the new Aunt Lee, making her face burn with embarrassment.

Aunt Lee had reached Ian’s mother, lending her support and gently patting her back, concerned, "Madam, you shouldn’t get angry, calm down, calm down. Don’t punish yourself for others’ mistakes."

Auntie Chamberlain’s face turned dark.

Bootlicker!

Aunt Lee’s gentle patting soothed Ian’s mother’s frustration a little, "Aunt Lee, you’re so good with words."

Aunt Lee was so flattered by Ian’s mother that she was practically floating, "Thank you for the praise, madam."

Auntie Chamberlain clenched her fingers, feeling extremely wronged.

Ian’s mother was irked by everything she did. She tried to help, to remind Ian’s mother, but instead of gratitude, Ian’s mother shouted at her, gave her dirty looks, and now it was worse. This Aunt Lee, was she intentionally brought in to counter her?

Auntie Chamberlain swore in her heart.

If Ian’s mother continued treating her badly,

Come the end of the year, after receiving her bonus, she wouldn’t let Ian’s mother off easily. She would tell Leon Keane everything Ian’s mother did.

Ian’s mother would just have to wait for President Kane to turn against her!

Ian walked into the hospital room.

Ian’s mother said nothing, even though she was holding in stifling anger, she wouldn’t say anything now.

She didn’t want Ian to know she had been spying on him through the door.

Ian’s mother also realized that doing such a thing was disgraceful, and she didn’t want to embarrass herself in front of her beloved grandson.

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Ivana was wheeled into the ambulance, Timmy staying by her side.

The ambulance drove off first.

Leon turned around, preparing to drive his Bugatti Veyron, when he saw a frail young man standing in the shadows at the clinic’s entrance. The young man was ghastly pale, with a bruise on his left cheek, as if he had been punched.

Leon looked at the young man, slightly stunned, "Kyle Sinclair?"

It seemed like the young man standing at the door was there for him.

Because the young man looked at him with a pained expression.

"Mr. Kane, I need to speak with you."

Kyle’s outfit was a thin hospital gown, his voice hoarse, as if suffering from a severe cold that inflamed his tonsils.

Leon came to Kyle’s side.

Kyle turned around and walked towards a secluded spot.

Leon followed behind him.

In an empty corner, Kyle stopped.

Leon stood a meter away, not waiting for Kyle to speak first, he asked, "What do you need to tell me?"

Leon was thinking about Ivana. He had already spoken to the hospital’s ambulance driver, asking them to drive slowly and steadily on the road, not to be in a hurry.

His luxury car was fast, allowing him to reach the hospital before Ivana arrived.

However.

Kyle suddenly approached him; he hoped it wouldn’t take too much time.

Kyle turned around, his actions and expression startling Leon.

Kyle’s face was streaked with tears, and he suddenly knelt before Leon.

Leon reached out to stop him from kneeling, frowning, "Kyle, if you do this, there’s no need to say anything. I’ll just leave now."

Hesitation flashed in Kyle’s mind, but he forcibly knelt down.

Seeing Leon’s anger, as he was about to leave,

Kyle grabbed Leon’s arm, his voice filled with tears, "Mr. Kane, please save me and my sister!"