CHAPTER 433: CHAPTER 433: CALL MAY MORGAN OVER

Maxwell’s concerns are not an issue for Logan: "This time is different, last time you deceived her, but this time it’s real."

Logan sneered as he glanced up at the huge villa already surrounded by tight, impenetrable vines, and once again threatened Maxwell: "Your brother can’t hold on for much longer; can you really bear to watch him die?"

"I..." Maxwell certainly didn’t want Vincent to die, but she was also afraid of May’s side; making the call seemed futile.

"You calling or not? If you don’t, I’ll kill you right now, do you believe it?" Seeing Maxwell hesitating endlessly, Logan simply grabbed her hair, forcing her to make the call.

In pain, Maxwell hurriedly pleaded with Logan: "I’ll call, I’ll call, just don’t torture me."

Maxwell trembled as she picked up Logan’s phone, unsure about which number to dial: "I, I don’t know May’s current phone number."

"Call this person, she’ll pass the message to May."

Logan pulled out a phone number and even helped Maxwell dial it.

The call connected quickly, and a mysterious voice asked: "Mr. Vance, is there something you need from me?"

Maxwell hesitated for a moment before speaking to the woman: "I’m looking for May, is she there?"

The other party sensed something was off and hesitantly replied: "Who are you? How do you have Mr. Vance’s phone number?"

May looked up at Logan, about to speak, when Logan snatched the phone away, instructing the person: "Get May on the phone, hurry!"

"Okay, I understand."

Recognizing Logan’s voice, Mae quickly agreed and quietly handed the phone to May inside the ward.

The person who answered the call was the maid Mae, who had almost gotten fired by Victor Grant earlier; Logan had secretly bought her off to assist him at critical moments.

"Miss Morgan, a lady is looking for you."

The young maid awkwardly handed the phone to May, signaling her to answer it.

May looked astonishingly at Mae’s complex expression, hesitated for a moment, and then took the phone: "Who is it?"

Mae didn’t say a word, just gestured for her to take the call; as soon as May picked it up, she heard Maxwell crying on the other end: "May, please save my brother? My brother is about to die..."

Upon hearing Maxwell’s voice, May felt uneasy inside and quickly raised her phone to hang up. Mae saw this and hurriedly persuaded May: "Miss Morgan, are you going to hang up without understanding the situation?"

May looked at her suspiciously and couldn’t help but question her: "What do you mean? Whose side are you really on?"

Mae realized it wasn’t worth hiding anymore and explained to May: "I’m with Mr. Vance."

Mr. Vance? May pondered internally, thinking the Mr. Vance she referred to was Vincent, leading her to furrow her brow and pick up the phone again, asking Maxwell: "Maxwell, what tricks are you up to again?"

On the phone, Maxwell’s crying sounded very genuine, even more so than last time, but no matter how convincingly she acted, May decided not to trust her anymore.

"My brother was attacked by those strange vines while saving me; he’s about to die. Can you come and save him? I know you have a way, right? May, my brother is really dying!"

"Enough, Maxwell, don’t you find it crude to use the same old trick? Do you really think I’m so foolish, willing to fall for your trap time after time?"

"No, this time it’s real. I’ll, I’ll send you a video. See for yourself, my brother is really dying!"

Seeing May indeed not falling for it, Maxwell had no choice but to link a video, showing her what was happening right in front of her.

Of course, before shooting the video, Logan intentionally let those vines spread out a bit to ensure Vincent getting attacked was visible in the footage.

Seeing Vincent indeed being attacked by the terrifying vines in the video, May couldn’t remain calm.

"Where are you guys? I’m coming now!" May hastily inquired.

Seeing May agreeing to come, Maxwell didn’t dare dawdle and quickly gave her the specific address. This villa, May had heard Victor mention before; because the scenery was nice, they almost moved there.

Unexpectedly, Victor used the Poisonous Insect Technique against Vincent? Who taught him these techniques? Who else but Logan?

After hanging up Maxwell’s call, May looked at Mae cautiously and asked her: "You’re with Vincent, right? If that’s the case, can I ask you to do me a favor?"

Mae, realizing May misunderstood her, wanted to explain but decided against it, nodding instead: "Miss Morgan, tell me how I can help."

"Just support me to get out and hail me a cab, I need to visit Westend Villa."

Thankfully, because Victor was busy, he didn’t have time to tend to May, only sending Mae to care for her, allowing May to escape smoothly.

Mae promptly nodded, aiding May inch by inch out of the hospital and helping her hail a taxi, but she didn’t get in.

"Miss Morgan, that place is dangerous; I dare not go with you."

Mae was merely a hired hand and saw no need to risk herself; the video just now scared her, making her legs tremble, fearing her ten lives wouldn’t suffice if she followed May.

May didn’t plan on taking her along to die; her assistance thus far was more than enough: "Alright, you go back first. If Victor asks, don’t reveal my whereabouts."

"Understood, take care."

As the taxi departed, May anxiously glanced at her continually trembling body, feeling uncertain.

Previously, when her health was good, handling those vines posed no problem. But now, even standing required support; in such physical condition, could she rescue Vincent smoothly?

Yet Vincent was now in danger, and since she knew, she couldn’t ignore it. Even if she were to die, she’d choose to perish alongside Vincent.

After successfully tricking May into coming over, Maxwell, for self-preservation, hurriedly begged Logan: "I’ve lured May over as per your orders; I’m useless now, so why not let me go?"

Logan generously smiled and glanced at the nearby car: "Alright, if you can drive away to save yourself, I’ll let you go."

After saying this, he tossed his car keys in front of Maxwell, who grabbed the keys like a lifeline and sprinted towards the car.