"Dad, I still have work to do. I won't talk to you this time. I'll come back to see you another day after I finish my work."

When Hector was about to open the car door, Lance's voice came from behind him, "You only have one chance."

Hector's hand stopped and turned to look at Lance. After a long time, he said in a low voice with red eyes, "Father, I'm not following Quincy. I'm here to look for Vera, but I met him by chance."

Lance raised his eyebrows and said, "Vera? Zack's daughter?"

Hector pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

Lance's eyes were fixed on Hector's face. He smiled meaningfully and said, "You and Quincy happened to come here for Vera? Is there anything wrong in the South Sea City?"

"Yes, Wanda is sick. It was Vera who poisoned her. Now she has lost her sight and her voice."

Lance's hand holding the teacup tightened and said in a deep voice, "Why haven't I heard anything about such a big thing?"

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around."

Hearing what Pierre said that it was Quincy who begged him here, her heart ache. It must be the first time for Quincy to beg someone.

Seeing her lowering her head, Pierre asked softly, "Is it serious?"

With a smile, Wanda took out a pen and a piece of paper and wrote down, "It should be. So, you should go to have a good sleep first to get rid of the jet lag. You can do the examination for me after you have a good rest."

"How can I fall asleep since you are so seriously ill now?" Pierre took Wanda's hand and walked towards the ward. On the way, he asked the nurse about the ward number and said, "I don't care how important thing you are going to do now. Since I'm here, I must see what's wrong with you."

Wanda curled her lips in grievance, "But I don't want to be your white mouse." She remembered that Pierre was not an expert in the Department of facial features. Although he was a very famous doctor, he was not omnipotent.