Chapter 503 Excitement

As soon as the door opened, David was the first to run towards Anna. Joseph walked behind him and
approached the doctor.

The doctor handed a bottle wrapped in craft paper to Joseph.

"Mr. Fu, I hope that Miss Wang won't see this. As a doctor, I should be responsible for her life. At this
time, we have to avoid stressing her more." Helpless, the doctor could only sigh.

Nodding his head, Joseph replied, "I won't show it to her. Don't worry."

His intention was not to let Anna see the baby anyway. "That's good."

Holding the bottle in his hand, Joseph walked away. Hardy, who was shaking his head, followed him in
a hurry.

Right after Joseph left, David walked up to the doctor anxiously. "Doctor, doctor, is Anna in danger?
What did Joseph say to you just now?"

"Mr. Wang, your daughter's life is no longer in danger, and Joseph just wanted the dead baby." The
doctor could only tell the truth.

"What does he want that for?" David asked.

His question made the doctor feel awkward. "I have no idea. As you can see, Joseph looked entirely
different today. So we didn't dare to ask any more questions and just gave him the dead child."

Like a melting candle, David slowly let go of the doctor's clothes and said in a low voice, "Thank you,
doctor."



"You're welcome. You'd better pay more attention to Miss Wang's health. She needs your company and
guidance now more than ever." After giving him a pat on his shoulder, the doctor left.

As he slowly walked towards Anna's room, thoughts flooded his mind.

He wondered why Joseph was going to do with the dead baby. Was Joseph going to bury the baby?

But Joseph didn't seem to be so merciful.

Then... Why did he want the dead baby?

Could it be... Give it to Derrick?

'Well, that's most likely to be the case. That's great. It would be nice to see them fight. Neither of them
is a good person anyway.'

David was right. Joseph went straight to Derrick's room with the bottle in his hand.

When Hardy realized what Joseph was about to do, he persuaded, "Joseph, your father is sick now.
You can't stress him anymore. If his condition worsened, you will be liable."

After a short pause, Joseph spoke in cold voice. "It's good for him to die."

"You...You... This child..." What else could Hardy say?

All he could do was follow him closely. To be honest, Joseph's actions scared him.

The two walked into Derrick's room one after the other.

Derrick also had a hard time. He knew that it was all Charles' fault, but his fracture hadn't recovered
yet, so he didn't have the ability to run around.



Now he could only pray for a quick recovery. Besides, Derrick knew Joseph must hate him so much.

But in the end he was still Joseph's father, so he thought Joseph wouldn't do anything out of line.

If there was someone Joseph should hate so much, it should be Anna.

When Derrick closed his eyes to rest for a while, the door suddenly sprang open.

Derrick was so frightened that he opened his eyes at once. He sat up once he saw Joseph entering his
room. "Joseph, what are you doing?"

Without a word, Joseph took away the craft paper wrapped on the bottle, revealing the dead child in
front of Derrick.

Seeing the blood dripping down from the bottle, Derrick immediately felt sick. Pressing his chest,
Derrick shouted, "What the hell did you do?"

"What did I do? Isn't it obvious? Well, this is your little son. Look, he really looks like you. Unfortunately,
he is dead." Step by step, he went near Derrick's bed, still holding the bottle.

As he watched Joseph walk closer to him, Derrick's eyes widened. He looked around and realized he
had nowhere to hide, so he shouted, "Joseph, don't come near me. I don't want to see this dirty thing.
You'd better leave now."

"Ha ha, dirty thing, do you think your son is dirty?" Like a madman, Joseph continued to laugh. "Well,
you are right to say that thing is dirty. After all, he is your illegitimate child, and he is not presentable or
noble. Grandpa has never seen him before. I am afraid that my grandpa will be scared to death when
he sees it, so I took him here instead. Look, if he grows up, he may be smarter than me, of course, or
worse than you. I don't think he will be a good person since you are his father. I'm just a living example,
right?" Hatred was visible in his eyes. He was so angry that his chest heaved as he spoke. He thought



saying whatever he wanted to say would lessen his anger, but it seemed that saying something
unpleasant was not enough to calm down the burning fire in his heart.

"Joseph, you've gone too far!" At this time, Derrick didn't care about his facade.

Looking at the bloody dead baby, he was almost scared to death.

"Joseph, when did you become so brutal?" Panic gradually appeared in Derrick's eyes.

"Brutal? Do you think I took the dead child out of Anna's belly with my own hands? I'm not that cruel.
But I did kill the child. I didn't use a knife, but only used some medicine. Look, the child's life is really
fragile. With such a little medicine, he didn't bear it. Alas, he should thank me; otherwise, if he is born to
be an illegitimate child... Ah, the mere thought could make him suffer." A sinister smile appeared on his
face.

"Hardy, don't just stand still. Take Joseph away! Can't you see that he is insane?" Derrick felt dizzy and
was about to lose his balance.

"Derrick, I don't know whether Joseph is crazy or not. What I know is... You seem to have recovered
from your illness?" While Hardy was watching them argue, he thought Derrick looked normal now. He
didn't look like a fool at all.

"He is just pretending. You are just too kind and merciful to notice it." There was no point in keeping his
father's secret. He despised Derrick so much that he was willing to go against him.

"Hardy, my mental state isn't stable. I don't know what's wrong with me, but I beg you to take away
Joseph, okay?" It felt like Derrick's head was splitting into halves because of Joseph.

This stupid man couldn't manage a company, but he seemed to be capable of doing such cruel things.



As Hardy expected, Derrick became stressed when he saw the baby. When he couldn't bear the panic
on his face anymore, Hardy urged, "Joseph, let's go. Don't frighten your father. He is a patient now. I
know you feel wronged, but it's time to end this kind of thing. It's no good for you to dwell on the past."

Since it was too much for Hardy to bear, he grabbed Joseph's arm.

"Do you really want me to leave?

Okay, I'll go." Then he jerked Hardy's arm away and banged the bottle on the bedside table. "Since you
don't want me, your living son to accompany you..."

With a sneer, he added, "Then your dead son will."

"Joseph, take it away!" Looking at the dead baby, Derrick felt a chill all over his body. Joseph was really
vindictive. Why didn't Derrick see it before?


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