The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

Having exited the ward, Floris absented herself for a prolonged interval to avoid any chance encounter

with Haylan and then whispered furtively on the phone.

“Sir, my daughter is hospitalized, and I urgently need financial assistance. Could you kindly extend a

loan to me?” she implored in a hushed tone.

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“Apologies, Ms. Hammond, but I’m currently experiencing a financial shortfall, came the regretful

response from the other end of the line.

“Madam, my daughter is hospitalized and scheduled for surgery tomorrow. I humbly request your

assistance in providing me with a loan.” She appealed, her voice laced with a sense of urgency and

desperation.

“Floris Hammond, are you here to solicit another loan from me? How many times have you approached

me for financial assistance this month? I cannot oblige your request, so kindly leave!” retorted the

individual on the other end, his tone brusque and unsympathetic.

“Landlord, I am in dire need of a loan. Would you be able to extend your assistance?”

“Borrow money, Floris Hammond? You are already three months behind on your rent! Let me warn you,

if you fail to pay your dues by tomorrow, you will be evicted!” bellowed the landlord, his voice

resonating with palpable anger and frustration.

“Have you no shame to ask for a loan while you owe me three months’ rent? Outrageous! Begone!”

sneered the landlord, his tone laced with contempt and disdain.

Floris found herself facing insurmountable difficulties in procuring a loan from anyone. Despite reaching

out to over thirty individuals, she was met with nothing but refusals and reluctance to extend any form

of financial assistance.

Desperate and on the brink of tears, Floris slumped onto a chair in the hallway, overcome with a sense

of hopelessness and despair.

“How can I possibly manage this?” she contemplated, feeling utterly defeated and at a loss for a viable

solution to her predicament.

Tomorrow is the day of my daughter’s surgery, and I have no means to fund it. Must I be forced to

watch Tracy endure such agony?” Floris pondered, consumed by a sense of dread and anxiety.

I’m sorry, Tracy. It’s all my fault. I’m sorry…”

Floris wept inconsolably, holding her daughter tight as tears flowed freely down her face.

Overcome with emotion, Floris feared Haylan overhearing her sobs and deliberately distanced herself

from him as she wept, her despair weighing heavily on her as she cried softly and despondently.

Haylan stood inside the hospital room, his eyes brimming with tears as he struggled to contain his

emotions.

Haylan possessed an acute sensory acuity, with his hearing in particular honed to a remarkable

degree, surpassing that of an ordinary person by a hundredfold.

With his keen sense of hearing, Haylan could discern even the slightest disturbance up to a distance of

three kilometers as long as he listened with focused attention.

As he listened to Floris’ anguished sobs, Haylan was gripped by an overwhelming sense of discomfort,

as if a heavy boulder had been placed atop his chest, rendering it almost unbearable. The thought

dawned on him that a mere lack of funds had pushed Floris into such dire straits, leaving him to wonder

about the extent of misery and hardship that she must have endured over the years.

Haylan realized that his usually strong-willed sister was now compelled to conceal her predicament and

cry privately to protect her self-esteem and pride, fearing that he might discover her dire straits.

Haylan was overcome with heartbreak, particularly for his sister, as he realized the depths of her

struggles and the challenges she had faced alone.

As a child, Haylan was the apple of Floris’s eye. During every New Year, Floris would set aside candies

for him to relish, and when the family slaughtered chickens, she would snatch the coveted

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chicken legs for him.

The realization that his beloved sister was now living in such dire straits filled Haylan with unbearable

discomfort and anguish.

Haylan wiped away his tears and strode out of the room with determination. He made his way. directly

to the hospital’s payment office, where he promptly paid 20 thousand dollars toward Tracy’s medical

expenses.

Regardless, any unused portion of the medical expenses could be refunded, and Haylan was not

deterred by the prospect of paying more if the need arose.

As he walked back, Haylan pondered over the situation, resolving to find an alternative course of

unless absolutely necessary.

action for Tracy’s diagnosis, determined to avoid resorting to surge

Haylan was acutely aware that surgery entailed breaking the body, which constituted a form of injury

regardless of the medical benefits.

He knew that a hernia was essentially a misplaced intestinal tract and that traditional medicine. offered

a plethora of massage techniques for its treatment.

The thought of inflicting any harm upon his little niece was unbearable for Haylan.

“Floris Hammond, have you no conscience? Why didn’t you inform me of our daughter’s illness.

sooner?”

“I should not have allowed Tracy to follow you back then. You, a penniless and destitute woman with no

accomplishments to your name. What means do you have to support our daughter?”

“Look at you. How have you raised your daughter? You are not fit to be a mother at all!”

As Haylan returned to the ward, he heard a man’s angry voice from within.

Frowning in concern, Haylan entered the ward.

Upon entering the ward, Haylan was confronted with the sight of a middle-aged man, impeccably

attired in a suit and leather shoes, with carefully groomed hair, berating Floris in the harshest of terms,

casting blame upon her for the situation at hand.

“Liam Hammond, I did not summon you here for a quarrel. My daughter requires 4,600 dollars for her

surgery, and I implore you to lend me the amount.”

Suppressing her anger, Floris glared at the man in the suit with bloodshot eyes, her emotions

simmering just beneath the surface.

“I can lend you the money, but on the condition that you sign an agreement with me, transferring

custody of our daughter to my care,” Liam stated icily, his words laced with a sense of cold.

detachment.

“You are taking advantage of the situation!” Floris retorted, her tone marked by simmering anger at the

man’s callousness.

“What’s wrong with me taking advantage of the situation? You, an unsightly and impoverished woman,

have only two choices – sign the agreement, or watch your daughter suffer. The decision is entirely up

to you,” Liam sneered, his grin betraying a cruel and calculating nature.xo.com fast update

“Liam Hammond, Tracy is also your daughter. How can you bear to see her suffer?”

Floris’s fury boiled over as she pointed an accusatory finger at Liam and launched into a scathing

tirade. “If it weren’t for your dissatisfaction, our family would not have been torn apart like this. You

abandoned your wife and daughter to please other women. And now, you dare to ask for custody of

your daughter? Shame on you!

“Liam Hammond, you are nothing but a beast, lower than even a swine!” Floris spat out in disgust, her

words seething with anger and contempt.

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“You, penniless woman, keep your mouth shut!”

Upon hearing this, Liam was consumed with rage and lashed out, striking Floris hard across the face

with a vicious slap.

Liam’s blow was brutal and powerful, and Floris, with her frail and delicate frame, could not withstand

its force. She recoiled from the impact, her face swelling up instantly, the corners of her mouth bleeding

as she collapsed onto the hospital bed in agony.

“You shameless slut! It seems I haven’t hit you hard enough in a while for you to have grown so bold as

to speak to me in such a manner. Do you wish to die?”

Liam was incensed, his eyes glinting with a vicious gleam as he glared at Floris. “You dare to insult me

in front of my daughter. You want to die! Today, I will teach you a lesson!” he spat out, his words.

seething with anger and hostility.

With a cruel sneer, Liam raised his hand and struck Floris once again, the force of the blow resounding

throughout the room.

Tracy, a silent witness to the violence unfolding before her, let out a piercing scream, her face pale with

fear and horror.

Fear etched across her features, Floris quickly gathered Tracy in her arms, shielding her from the

violence as she raised her hands to fend off Liam’s blows.

“Smack!”

As Liam’s hand drew back, poised to strike Floris once again, a large hand reached out and caught his

wrist in midair, halting his attack.

Haylan had arrived on the scene, his eyes blazing with icy fury as he confronted Liam. “Kneel and

apologize to my sister,” he ordered, his voice ringing like steel. “Otherwise, I will beat you to death!”