The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory Chapter 851 - 876: Never Lose Courage (6)

Ron King glanced up, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the other two, "Let’s not rush. We’ll call tonight, and try to get the money before dawn. Once we get it, it’s best not to linger in Cloud Capital."

Ford was taken aback, "We threw away that girl’s phone!"

"We’ll ask after we eat."

"Uncle, Uncle, don’t worry. I think sothing’s off— isn’t that girl a bit too quiet?" Ford glanced at Mia Ginger sitting in the carriage, and whispered, "I feel uneasy."

"With her mouth stuffed, can she not be quiet?" Ron King snapped irritably, then thought for a mont and said, "Inform Charlotte later, let her make the call, and we’ll discuss if anything happens."

"Okay!" Ford quickly nodded.

"You keep an eye on her; we’ll go eat first." As soon as Ron King’s words fell, he suddenly hesitated and looked at the man driving, "Brother Lee, why don’t you guard here first? I’ll take Ford to get us so food and bring you so."

Leaving his nephew alone, he was still a bit worried.

The driver understood, nodded.

Ron King closed the carriage and took his nephew to eat.

The driver, Reece Lee, was a year older than Ron King, nearly fifty, silent, stout, and had a crew cut.

He t Ron King while running long-distance, both divorcing due to their wives’ infidelity. Their relationship was just passable; Ron King loved playing mahjong, while he had no hobbies, spending all his earnings on his daughter.

His daughter was born late, smart, and well-behaved.

But recently she was diagnosed with leukemia, and money was being spent like water. He had begged everyone he knew for loans, and having no alternative, thought of borrowing from Ron King.

Ron King introduced him to this business.

Primarily for his car.

He hadn’t been running freight for a while and was originally planning to sell the car, but hadn’t found a buyer.

His car was different from Ron King’s previous one; it had a carriage, also counted as quite a secret place for hiding people.

It was the first ti using it for such a thing...

Reece Lee lit a cigarette, leaned against the carriage, and smoked when suddenly he heard a thumping sound inside.

It sounded like soone bumping into the carriage.

He pondered for a mont, then opened the carriage door.

Mia Ginger stood inside the carriage watching him; seeing him enter, she called out with two muffled sounds, tilting her chin to the side.

Reece Lee lifted his hand to pull out the rag from her mouth.

Mia Ginger spat disgustedly on the ground, and quickly said to him, "My boyfriend is a professor at the fourth hospital!"

Reece Lee stuffed the rag straight back.

At this mont, he hated the hospital the most; was it not all about money? Halfway through the child’s treatnt, they stopped caring; those damned doctors and nurses looked like proper people, but in the end, they only cared about money.

Reece Lee raised his hand to close the carriage; Mia Ginger quickly jumped forward a step, looking at him earnestly.

Those eyes resembled his daughter’s a bit.

Reece Lee pulled the rag from her mouth again, and said coldly, "Don’t try any tricks, I’ll make sure you suffer less!"

"I can have him find soone to treat your daughter!" Mia Ginger ignored him and earnestly, swiftly continued, "I’m not lying. My boyfriend really is a professor at the fourth hospital, well, actually not a boyfriend, we got a marriage certificate, just like that Brother Jackson who called just now, he’s my husband, Cody Jackson’s legitimate grandson, in the fourth hospital’s neurosurgery departnt. Did you watch TV during the earthquake in Chili Town? He’s the youngest doctor on the fourth hospital’s dical team; I can have him help you, trust !"