Ivana Bennett was brought by Lucas Walker back to his fourth-floor bedroom and placed in the center of the large round bed.
Looking at Ivana lying on the pillow with her eyes closed, Lucas's brow furrowed in worry.
He had carefully calculated when he decided to fire just now.
He figured the distance between her and the motorboat and the potential blast could not harm her, only then did he shoot.
At this moment, there were no signs of injury on Ivana at all.
Even so, Lucas carefully examined her from head to toe twice, only fully relieved when he was sure there were no other injuries on her body other than her palm.
"Sir!" The old Butler gently knocked on the open door, "The doctor has arrived."
Only after covering Ivana with a thin blanket did Lucas speak, "Let him come in."
The white male doctor who was carrying a medical kit walked in hastily and began to routinely examine Ivana.
