Chapter 74: Lightning Strike 2 Chapter 74: Lightning Strike 2 Addison Collins took a glance at his cousin, who was still in a coma. If Harry woke up and found out about this outcome, he didn’t know how Harry would collapse. How should the Collins and Reed family settle this score? Can the relationship between the two families continue?
As for his cousin getting injured like this, he was only happy. Originally, they, the Second Branch, had no right to inherit the Collins Group. But now that Harry had become like this, it was inevitable for the Second Branch.
This was good – Harry never deserved the qualification of an heir anyway.
Before, he merely played with women, but since the video scandal a few days ago, he had almost lost face for the whole Collins Family. He surprisingly didn’t repent at home and instead went out to make trouble. Today’s result proved he deserved it.
Patrick Taylor stared at the ceiling with a vacant expression. Her only son was injured like this. What should he do when he wakes up? What should his future be like?
This was not only a heavy blow to her, but also a fatal one to Harry. She couldn’t imagine how Harry would collapse if he knew the truth.
“Auntie, there may still be hope. If not in our country, then we can go abroad,” Addison Collins advised.
In fact, he was quite clear in his heart; the doctor said that in such cases, even Hua Tuo’s reincarnation would not be possible. However, he still had to say the words of comfort, especially when she needed a little hope at this moment.
“Yes, yes… maybe there’s still hope with foreign doctors, there must still be a little hope…”
Harry slept all night and didn’t wake up until the next morning.
He moved his body, and a tremendous pain came from his lower body, even just for a tiny movement.
Harry’s mind quickly went through what had happened before this.
He remembered that he went to Sea Heaven Nightclub to have Sara accompany him, to vent his frustration.
But within ten minutes, Milton Taylor suddenly rushed in, and without saying a word, he attacked Harry. Harry wasn’t a pushover either, so naturally, he fought back.
The two of them had been fighting since they were little, both spoiled and cousins. It should have been that two people with such similar tempers and relationship would become good partners in crime. But they weren’t like that at all. Instead, they were enemies – neither of them ever showed a good face when meeting each other.
As they fought, others came to stop them. Amidst the chaos, Milton Taylor picked up a broken wine bottle and hit Harry’s crotch with it. The impact made him fall on top of Harry, the pressure making the wound deeper and causing blood to dye his white pants red in an instant.
His entire lower body was red, and then he heard all kinds of screams before passing out.
At this moment, he soberly realized what had actually happened to him.
He woke up, staring blankly at the ceiling, his hands unable to clench because the pain would spread throughout his lower body.
“Milton Taylor… ”
His voice was filled with repressed hatred.