The Rise Of The White Lotus 536 Son, We Need To Talk.

"Yo, what is it?" Just as Ethan Lu dropped these words, Churu felt that her soul suddenly dwindled out from her. Right after, her core within her tightened, as if someone squeezed it tightly. 

"What?!?" At the same time as Ethan Lu's cry, Churu felt her flesh being cut open. 

'How is this possible...?' Unable to say a word, Churu could only whisper internally. She had long forgotten what physical pain felt like. 

After being tortured every single day, gaining all the scars on her body that never truly healed, it already numbed Churu. Hence, she could freely move around back when she was a demon despite having fresh wounds. 

But now, she was under pain. She didn't know, but every pa.s.sing second has becoming intolerable. 

"I'll be there." Hearing the distraught man from the other end of the line, Ethan Lu didn't bother to ask further questions. He would find out for himself. 

With that said note, Ethan Lu dialed Lyrick Jiang's number and instructed him to ready his vehicle. Sure, Ethan Lu was still displeased — or rather, still furious about what Morris Liu did — still, he was concerned. 

Ethan Lu immediately headed out of his office yet, he returned and picked up Churu's unmoving figure. He a.s.sumed that she hasn't moved on about the "sc.u.mbag" she was talking about. Thus, he was unaware that the reason Churu was not moving was because she was in pain. 

Churu could not also say she was experiencing utter pain as she could not find the strength to speak. Therefore, she let him pick her up like a small teddy bear and then he placed her inside his pocket. 

Fortunately, Ethan Lu was considerate enough to let her head out to breathe. Hence, Churu looked like a key chain, but only for Ethan Lu to see. 

*****

"What happened to him?" As soon as Ethan Lu arrived outside the emergency room, Chris Yu stopped pacing back and forth. 

"They said it was cardiac arrest!" Anxious as usual, Chris Yu exasperatedly exclaimed as he run his finger through his hair. 

"What?!" Shocked to hear it, Ethan Lu was rendered speechless for several seconds. "Why?!" Silly he might sound but, he couldn't properly absorbed the information. 

"I don't know!" Upon hearing the question, Chris Yu's stress level multiplied. 

Just earlier, they were on the way to Morris Liu's business meeting. Although he looked a little restless than usual, Chris Yu didn't pay attention about it. 

However, Morris Liu suddenly called his name as he clasped his hand on his chest. Everything escalated after that, and the last thing Chris Yu could remember was that Morris Liu was being wheeled inside the emergency room. 

Just before anxiousness and stress could devour the two men, the emergency room opened. A doctor came out, heaving a sigh. 

"What happened?" As soon as he saw the doctor, Chris Yu glided in front of him as inquired. 

"The patient's condition has stabilized. But we will have to monitor his condition and examine him. For now, be at ease as he's out of danger." To their relief, the doctor's news wasn't the one that they dreaded to hear. 

"Thank G.o.d..." Chris Yu and Ethan Lu felt a torn was pluck out of their throat. After that, they thanked the doctor and Chris Yu arranged some important stuff for Morris Liu's room. 

On the other hand, Ethan Lu had to attend a business meeting. Hence, after he discussed matters with his friend Chris Yu, he left. 

Meanwhile, Churu's pain slowly subsided. She felt that the pain gradually reduced when they arrived at the hospital. Although her energy deteriorated, she knew deep down that she just needed to rest. 

Still, before going to her slumber, she placed all the remaining energy she has to her alertness to danger. With that, she would be alerted if danger approached Ethan Lu. 

****

"F*ck!" Dylan Lu threw his phone directly at the wall, breaking it in an instant. He just received a call from his man in-charge of the trade with Lexi and yet, Lexi was giving him a hard time. 

"B*tch!" He growled as he swept off the vase on top of the table. His eyes blazed with fury with the thought of Laurel w.a.n.g and Lexi. 

One woman was stupid while the other was too cunning he wanted to end her. Deep down, he knew Lexi already a.s.sumed that Laurel w.a.n.g was involved with this scheme. Hence, knowing that she has the fifty million, she was taking advantage of it. 

Dylan Lu could just release the information and let the fifty million go. After all, it wasn't his money. However, he knew very well that the chances of the scandal going out to the public had reduced to zero. 

Ethan Lu must have been notified about it. Therefore, with his vast connections, the scandal would remain suppressed. Truly, Laurel w.a.n.g sabotaged his plan. He worked hard for nothing. 

Just as Dylan Lu was making a fussed — like a hurricane messing his whole study room — he heard a knock from outside. "Young Master, Master Dennis is here." The m.u.f.fled voice of the butler of the house a.s.sailed his ears, which made him knit his brows. 

"Why is he here?" Displeased as he already was, Dylan Lu stared at the opening entrance which soon revealed his father. 

"What do you want?" Showing lack of affection to his father, Dylan Lu frowned as calmed himself down and acted as if he wasn't throwing a huge fit. 

Dennis Lu looked around and wasn't surprised about his son's messy study room. Even before coming inside, he already heard him cursing, vases and brittle materials shattering, and other solid stuff falling down harshly. 

"Son, we need to talk." Regardless, Dennis Lu ignored the sight of this room as he cleared his throat and turned his solemn gaze at him. 

Although they hardly connect as father and son, Dennis Lu was concerned about Dylan Lu's involvement to Lincoln Lu. After all, he investigated of who his son has been spending his time with. 

To Dennis Lu's surprise, he came to know that Dylan Lu had been meeting one of the most cunning man in the Lu family — Lincoln Lu. If this was correct, then he was afraid that not just him but also his son was being used as a decoy. 

The most terrifying thing was, they wouldn't even know that until all pieces pointed at them.