Chapter 263
"If you're Ms. Bardot's husband, how can you not understand how hard she works?"
I couldn't focus on anything the security guard was saying. I was too anxious as I tried to explain, "Our sister is sick and urgently needs to be admitted to the hospital. She needs immediate care."
Before I could say more, the security guard shot me a disdainful glance, his expression filled with contempt. "Oh, so you want Ms. Bardot to help you, is that it?" His tone oozed with disrespect and condescension.
I looked at him seriously, my voice tight with desperation. "I really don't have time for this. I need to see Abigail."
Before I could step past him, he grabbed me and twisted it into a lock, pinning me to the ground. Pain shot through my arm, and I couldn't help but groan in agony.
The security guard smirked, his eyes gleaming with smug satisfaction. "Seriously? You think you can just barge into the company like this? You've got guts, I give you that!
"Anyway, I've never heard of Ms. Bardot ha
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