CHAPTER 361: CHAPTER 361: SCHEMES CALCULATED, YET DOOMED A LIFE

Julia Sinclair was worried that Kyle Sinclair would do it before her, and it was Kyle who set up this group.

Julia shook her head, muttering, "Impossible, I took Kyle’s phone, he doesn’t even have a phone, how could he go online? It must be someone else."

Quickly, Julia was accepted into the group.

The admin’s name was "Justice Enforcer."

"Welcome newbie, to the family that’s going to take down Ivana Monroe. Let’s throw flowers, throw flowers, throw flowers."

"Justice Enforcer" sent this message, and the "little guys" in the group copied and pasted it.

Julia looked up and saw 255 people had already joined the group, and more people were flooding in, about one per second.

Within just a minute, sixty people had joined.

Julia arrived at the hospital, and the group of a thousand people was already full.

"Now the group is full, I don’t plan to create another one, just this many people! Early birds get the worm, you know? Our theme now: How to take down Ivana Monroe? What time to go? Those who want to participate at the hospital, press 1."

"1"

"1"

"1"

Countless "1"s followed.

"How to take her down? Bring a knife? Or finish her off on the hospital bed?"

"Upstairs, I suspect you’re getting ahead of yourself."

"Haha... I’ll bring a stick."

"Another one getting ahead of himself, though I like it, Ivana Monroe is quite a beauty, taking her down, we won’t lose out."

"Even going to jail is worth it..."

Julia looked at these obscene words. Normally, she’d feel disgusted, but seeing they’re targeting Ivana Monroe, she didn’t feel disgusted; she felt a sense of satisfaction.

She even fantasized.

If these people weren’t just talk and could actually do it, that’d be great, Leon would deeply loathe Ivana Monroe, which is more satisfying than stabbing her to death.

Julia returned to the ward and just lay down on the hospital bed.

"Justice Angel" @her.

"Looking at your name, I can tell you’re someone who deeply hates Ivana Monroe. Tomorrow night at 12, join us for the take-down-Ivana action!"

Tomorrow night at 12?

Julia hesitated. If it was at another time, Julia wouldn’t hesitate, she wouldn’t go. But if it’s at midnight, that’s when the security and bodyguard defenses are the weakest. Even if there are on-call doctors at the hospital who call the police, they’d have enough time to escape. She just had to wear men’s clothes, disguise herself well, and no one would recognize her.

"You’re right, I hate Ivana Monroe to death, I’d wish for her to die, I’ll join tomorrow."

"Justice Angel" Jack Quinn laughed, talking to himself: "Such an easily excitable fool, with a name so full of hostility, who else would I use if not you?"

"We all hate Ivana to death, so we must unite, those who want to take down Ivana tomorrow, bring the ’equipment,’ you know what I mean, don’t leave evidence, take turns. Those who want to kill Ivana, don’t bring anything, I’ll provide you with weapons, consider it my sponsorship."

"Wow~ The admin is mighty."

"The admin is so rich."

"Ask for a red envelope."

Jack Quinn raised an eyebrow and generously sent ten red packets of a hundred bucks each.

So rich!

Jack Quinn thought for a moment and came up with another great idea.

"Let me give everyone more good news. Tomorrow, those who go can each get a real cash red envelope of eight hundred bucks, consider it as me treating you all to a late-night snack."

Immediately, everyone got fired up.

"Oh my god! The admin is so rich."

"The admin is a second-generation billionaire."

"I’m definitely going; thank the big boss with deep gratitude for the late-night snack fee."

"..."

Julia also joined in the red envelope scramble, grateful to the "big boss," and grabbed about twenty bucks from the ten red envelopes.

Jack Quinn’s eyes were fixed on "An Eye for an Eye," showing a disdainful expression.

Julia was already targeted by Jack Quinn, becoming his "tool" for murder, but she didn’t know it yet.

At this moment, Jack Quinn also didn’t know that the "fool" he planned to use was Julia.

He privately pinged "An Eye for an Eye": "Tomorrow, wear black clothes, it’ll be easier to run, and you won’t be discovered."

Julia thought about it, it made sense, and replied, "Okay."

Jack Quinn sinisterly smiled, closed QQ, and dialed a number.

The other party was from the underworld.

"Hawk, want a job?"

"What a rare guest! Young Master Quinn, I’ll do it, any of Young Master Quinn’s business, I’ll definitely do."

"Prepare a hundred machetes, tomorrow night at 12, at the hospital entrance, distribute them to those going against the VIP ward, I need to specially instruct, among them is a person wearing black clothes, you personally hand him a machete, his personality is easily excitable, help me provoke him to slash the patient in the VIP ward, if this thing is done, fifty grand will be transferred to your account."

"I thought Young Master Quinn wanted me to help you slash someone, turns out it’s such a small matter? No problem, Young Master Quinn rest assured, if that kid in black doesn’t slash, I’ll grab his hand and slash down."

"Good."

Jack Quinn smiled with satisfaction; Hawk was very loyal and ruthless with his work. He believed Hawk would handle this matter well.

Even if Leon Keane investigates, he’s not afraid.

Hawk is very reliable, as long as he takes on a job, even if exposed, no matter what means you use against him, even kill him, he won’t betray the employer.

Therefore, in the underworld, Jack Quinn only trusts Hawk.

Jack Quinn planned everything meticulously, not realizing "An Eye for an Eye" was Julia.

Leon Keane went to work.

In the ward, two cute and handsome little boys, Timmy and Ian, accompanied Ivana Monroe.

Aunt Golding was cleaning.

"Mommy, have you read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms?" Timmy lay by the bedside with both hands, asking Ivana innocently.

"I read it before, why?"

Why was this child suddenly asking about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms?

"My brother and I want to hear mommy talk about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms." Ian Keane said with a serious face.

"Hmm, hmm." Timmy Monroe nodded vigorously.

Ivana Monroe raised an eyebrow, how did these two suddenly become interested in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms?

Ivana Monroe had nothing else to do, so since the two children wanted to listen, she would go along with it.

"Alright! But you have to prepare a glass of water for mommy first!"

"I’ll go."

As soon as Ivana finished speaking, Timmy Monroe stood up and ran off to fetch tea and water for Ivana.

Ian Keane also stood up at the same time, following behind Timmy Monroe, filling another cup for Ivana. Seeing Timmy’s glance, he said, "Telling stories makes you thirsty, one cup isn’t enough, you need two."

"Hmm." Timmy smiled and nodded.

Ian Keane’s expression was a bit unnatural; he had found an excuse earlier, actually wanting to do something for mommy, but his brother ran too fast, not giving him a chance to show off.

Seeing how considerate and understanding the two children were, Ivana Monroe felt incredibly blessed.

Two pairs of white little hands placed two cups of hot water on Ivana’s bedside table.

They returned to their seats, sitting down like two well-behaved kids, waiting for Ivana’s story.