The Rise Of The Betrayed Heir

Chapter ninety nine

A pang of horror shot through Steve Wilson, and he ran to the wounded executive along with others. The ladies were screaming, making him feel even more jumpy and irritated. Morning was happening to them, yet they were making a fuss of it.

“You all should keep quiet!” Steve Wilson bellowed, and the place fell into total silence, except for the man who was still groaning in pain, writhing on the ground. The acrid smell of the executive’s blood filled his nostrils, and he feared something worse would happen.

An employee took off his shirt, and wrapped it around the executive’s bleeding stomach, wanting to stop the bleeding, so he wouldn't lose too much blood before getting to the hospital.

“Hurry, hurry.” Steve Wilson said, rushing to lift the man into the arms of another employee, who ran immediately, making for the car, so he could rush him to the hospital.

After calming down, he turned to the horrified employees.

One of the women was in tears, and he barely managed to put the irrita