Chapter 1566: How Could I Bear to Kill You?

Chapter 1566: Chapter 1566: How Could I Bear to Kill You?

Jacob Powell clenched his teeth, suppressing the agitation in his heart.

This Albert Sullivan is really difficult to deal with!

He didn’t want Albert Sullivan to treat Quinn at all; he just needed Xaviera’s blood!

After all, Albert Sullivan was the president of the Medical Association, and Xaviera’s medical skills were taught by him. Therefore, he must know that Xaviera’s blood can save lives. If he sees Quinn’s condition and knows that the only way to save her is to use Xaviera’s blood, then it would be troublesome!

Considering the relationship between Albert Sullivan and Xaviera, he would definitely tell Xaviera about this and prevent him from drawing blood. Then what should he do about Quinn? Was he supposed to watch Quinn die helplessly?

Jacob Powell’s voice was hoarse, "Mr. Sullivan, it’s not that I don’t want you to go, but Quinn has been weak and sick since she was little. She rarely goes out and is fearful, so she doesn’t meet strangers. Even if you go, she would also..."

"Strangers?" Albert Sullivan looked shocked, "You mean to tell me that the famous doctors you invited to see Miss Powell have known her since she was little? Aren’t they also strangers? If they were able to treat Miss Powell, then why can’t I?"

Xaviera Evans: "..." That’s a fair point!

Jacob Powell’s mouth twitched, "This is..."

Albert Sullivan didn’t give him a chance to talk and continued, "Besides, I am Xaviera’s senior fellow, and Mr. Powell just said that Xaviera is Quinn’s sister. By that logic, I should also be considered Quinn’s brother. What is there to be scared of if I, as her brother, treat her illness?"

Jacob Powell’s forehead veins were bulging; this man was just arguing blindly!

He suppressed his anger, his voice somewhat muffled, "Mr. Sullivan, you and Quinn are not related by blood. How can you be her brother? Moreover, you are a young man, and Quinn never interacts with young men; she should..."

"If I remember correctly, you and Quinn aren’t related by blood either, right? You and Xaviera are siblings, but Quinn is just an adopted daughter." Albert Sullivan finished speaking, then suddenly widened his eyes, "Also, aren’t you a young man as well? Why doesn’t Miss Powell avoid you? Could it be that the two of you...?"

"Mr. Sullivan, watch your words!" Jacob Powell interrupted him, trembling with anger.

This man was clearly talking nonsense!

"Mr. Powell, do you still need me to treat Miss Powell or not?" Albert Sullivan lazily leaned back on the sofa, looking sideways at Jacob Powell, "I’ve been practicing medicine for so many years, but people have always begged me to treat them. I’ve never been refused before! If you insist on letting Xaviera treat her, you have to give me a reasonable explanation."

"Mr. Powell, don’t you care about Quinn a lot? If so, why are you so picky about who treats her? Or is it that... you came to the Lowen Clubhouse not to have Xaviera treat Quinn, but to find an excuse to take Xaviera away?"

"After all, once you are on your own turf, bullying Xaviera would be easy. It would be effortless to make her completely disappear. By the time we find out, it would be too late, right?"

As the last word fell, a cold chill suddenly appeared in the room filled with the misty scent of coffee. Everyone looked at Jacob Powell as Xaviera’s gaze also fell on him, hooking the corner of her lips, "So that’s how it is. I originally thought that Mr. Powell had asked me to treat Quinn because of my medical skills, but it turns out you think I caused Miss Powell’s illness and want to kill me as revenge for her?"

"Xaviera!" Jacob Powell called out, his eyes full of panic, and argued loudly, "You are my own sister, how could I bear to kill you?"

Xaviera slowly raised her eyes, her cold gaze met with Jacob Powell’s disappointed and panicked eyes. The images in her mind crazily flashed by.

Five years ago, on the cliff, she had pointed a gun at Jacob Powell and, driven to desperation, had no choice but to jump into the sea to survive. Wasn’t Jacob Powell trying to kill her then?

Having already done such a cruel thing once, Jacob Powell was now acting like a misunderstood and disappointed victim, as if she was the one causing trouble and maliciously speculating!

Jacob Powell looked into Xaviera’s eyes, and his heart trembled involuntarily. His body tensed up as a thought gradually surfaced in his mind.

Had she... had she regained her memory?

Jacob Powell’s face turned pale, as if his heart had been stabbed. The pain made his brows furrow, and his body felt ice-cold. His trembling voice said, "Xaviera, I... I had no choice at the time. Back then..."

"What did you say?" Xaviera’s eyes stared straight into Jacob Powell’s, as if she could pierce through his heart.