Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300 “Edwin, I was the one who ordered the driver to run her over. It has nothing to do with Lola.”

Edwin sneered and said nothing. He forced the driver out of the car and placed Catelyn in the passenger’s seat before driving to the hospital, much to Granny Atherton’s chagrin at how much Edwin seemed to care for Catelyn. “Are you taking her to the hospital?”

Edwin kept both hands on the steering wheel and through the rear-view mirror, he saw the enraged expression on his grandmother. He turned his attention to Lola’s innocent-looking face and narrowed his fox-like eyes coldly. “Catelyn Clark isn’t as horrible as you pictured her to be.” At this moment, Granny Atherton sat at the back and could not see Catelyn’s face as she was seated in the passenger’s seat. She had already had a bad impression on Catelyn before this, and the more Edwin defended her, the more irritated she became. “I’m not too old to tell right from wrong. Catelyn Clark was accused of plagiarism. She ignored the rules of the contest, was late to her presentation, and tried to stop my car by standing in front of it. How is any of that something an ordinary woman would do?”

Edwin did not respond and simply focused on driving. The car raced forward to the closest hospital in the city center.

Granny Atherton grew more agitated and glared at Edwin, losing the usual majesty in her tone, yet Edwin still would not respond to what she said at all!

“Are you even hearing me?!” Edwin hummed absently, and her chest burned with frustration at his careless attitude. Soon, they arrived at the hospital. Edwin stepped on the brake and carried Catelyn up the stairs to the entrance. Seeing that he was leaving without responding, Granny Atherton hurried out of the car and shouted, “Edwin, I might be the one who ran her over, but sending her to the hospital is more than enough! Just get the doctor to bring her in; you stay right there. I need to talk to you!” Edwin glanced at Catelyn, who was resting in his arms. Due to dehydration, her face was pale and her lips were dry; the faint heaving of her chest was the only visible sign that she was breathing.

“I’ll listen to what you need to say once I get her to the doctor.”

Without pausing, he continued his way into the hospital at a faster pace.

Granny Atherton scowled and went after him.