"Let's go, consider it as repaying Charles Northwood for taking care of me before. I should take you to the hospital."
Fiona Sutton suddenly steered the conversation back, and after speaking, she smiled and looked at her.
Tara Jameson nodded, feeling that if she refused again, it would be too pretentious.
After all, the person in front of her offering to take her to the hospital was a pregnant woman with a pale face.
They packed up simply and left University A.
Meanwhile, the pair of eyes that had been following Fiona Sutton closely, followed once again.
When he saw their destination was the hospital, he clenched his fists tightly.
That woman's complexion was too poor!
At this moment, the man's phone rang, and he reached out to answer it.
"Have you been happy recently?"
On the other end of the line came another man's voice.
"I've completed my task."
"Good, so, it's time for you to come back."
"What if I refuse?"
