Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

Chapter 273 - 165 He is a soul-calling banner_4

Slowly, a red flower bloomed on the snowy ground, with a strong scent of blood that was nauseating.

"Atlas Hallow, you killed her, you killed her..." Ella Johnson rushed forward like a lunatic, desperately wanting to confront Atlas Hallow.

Atlas Hallow smiled faintly and pointed at a distant surveillance camera.

"She jumped on her own; no one pushed her. Besides, I called emergency the moment it happened. How could I have harmed her? I was trying to save her," Atlas Hallow said calmly, his tone as cold as the increasingly heavy snowfall, exuding an undeniable chill.

"If you really want to save her, take her to the hospital, take her to the hospital now." Ella Johnson knew it would take at least half an hour for an ambulance to arrive from the city. In these thirty minutes, if she wasn’t taken to the hospital first, lying on such ground, she’d freeze to death even if her injuries weren’t fatal.

Moreover, Ella Johnson believed Ava Walker’s injuries were already very severe and she needed to go to the hospital immediately.

Charlotte Miller was disturbed by a piercing scream.

She was just about to snuggle into her covers for a good sleep when she heard that chilling scream, terrifying, with an almost horrific sound.

Then there was loud commotion below; she walked barefoot onto the carpet and glanced outside the window, her heart clenched tightly. It was her first time seeing such a scene.

Ava Walker was lying in the snow, seemingly having jumped from the building.

Was the housekeeper discussing Ava Walker’s intentions to jump with Atlas Hallow earlier?

Or did she make some demand that Atlas Hallow didn’t agree to, leading to her jumping?

Charlotte Miller quickly rushed out, draping a large scarf over her and running into the elevator.

With something like this happening, she could no longer pretend to be unaware.

Outside was very cold, and as she stepped out of the living room door with only a scarf, she began to shiver uncontrollably.

Atlas Hallow was startled when he saw the small figure dart out like a gust of wind; why was she here?

He furrowed his brows tightly, knowing she was underdressed, and falling sick now wouldn’t be good.

Atlas Hallow hurriedly rushed over, taking off his coat and wrapping it around Charlotte Miller, then held her tightly in his arms, his tone somewhat reproachful: "Hurry inside."

The whole villa had a heating system, and even his room, when Charlotte Miller was there, would have the furnace burning. Suddenly running from the warmest room to the cold outside made Charlotte shiver intensely. But with the warmth of his coat around her, she felt much more comfortable, even though her teeth still chattered loudly: "What happened to her? Atlas Hallow, hurry and take her to the hospital!"

Though Ava Walker always wished her dead, she didn’t want Ava Walker to die.

It wasn’t out of benevolence; ever since the little Hallow growing inside her, her heart had softened compared to before. She couldn’t bear such bloodshed or seeing someone die right in front of her. If Ava Walker had truly done something wrong, she would naturally face the consequences she deserved, but not like this.

The housekeeper brought over a fur mantle and handed it to Atlas Hallow, who draped it over Charlotte Miller, his gaze falling on the bleeding Ava Walker whose body temperature was likely rapidly dropping, her entire being turning a waxy yellow, her eyes unable to open.

"Take her to the hospital," he said to his men, then turned with Charlotte Miller in his arms to go inside.

When Ella Johnson tried to follow, Atlas Hallow gestured for the bodyguards to stop her.

"That car can only seat two people; if you want to go, then she can’t," Atlas Hallow said coldly, his lips barely moving.

Charlotte Miller dared not speak further; after all, this old woman had given her medicine that nearly took her life. She wasn’t kind-hearted enough for this, and Atlas Hallow must have had a reason for not letting her go—this woman was prone to causing trouble.

Atlas Hallow said nothing more. As he led Charlotte Miller into the hall, several elders of the Hallow Family came down, making the living room lively all of a sudden.