Chapter 257 A Rumor

"Why is he here?"

Wendy almost couldn't find her voice. "No, how does he know that I'm in the hospital?"

When Levin heard her whisper, he lowered his head and glanced at her indifferently. Wendy froze on the spot.

Viola tried to pull her hand back. She had no time to care about Levin’s god-like face. Her wrist, which was being held tightly by him, was in so much pain that it was unbearable. It was as if her flesh and blood vessels had been completely displaced in an instant.

"Wendy, if my hand is broken, I won't let you and your grandfather off," she roared urgently, desperate for help.

"Do you really think you can do anything to me? I think you’ve forgotten what happened before. Do you want me to help you remember?" Hearing this, Wendy's pupils focused, and she raised her hand to slap Viola hard.

Viola did not dare to move, because Wendy reached out her sharp claws and aimed at her neck.

"Let go of me!" she screamed.