Her Destiny Bossy Hubby novel Chapter 4

"Mr. Farrell, please don't go!"

Belinda finally managed to get rid of the two bodyguards, but Carlos's car was long gone. Still, she ran as fast as she could to catch him up. However, the bodyguards stopped her again.-

While she was struggling, she was thrown to the ground. When her elbow touched the ground, she suddenly felt a burning pain.

Unwillingly, she raised her head to look for the black Rolls-Royce, but it had disappeared from her sight.

D*mn it! In the past month, she had been waiting for Carlos in any place where he might appear, but every time, she was kept far away from him by his guards in various ways.

It took her a lot of effort to use all her connections to get the address of Hillside Villa. Every day, at three o'clock in the morning, she waited here. But for more than ten days, she still could not get anywhere near Carlos, not to mention talking to him!

"Assistant Shaw just called. If you show up tomorrow, you can't afford to bear the consequences!" The bodyguard's voice sounded.

Belinda drew back her sight from the place where the car disappeared and begged, "Can you let me see Mr. Farrell? I just need to say a few words to him, five minutes at most. It is a life- and- death matter!"

"Every woman who wants to see the president exclaims that they have something important involving human life. But since the president is not interested in you, it's meaningless for you to insist on meeting him."

"Leave now! Don't come here anymore!"

The bodyguards spoke bluntly. It looked as if they were going to take action if she didn't leave. Thus, Belinda had no choice but to stand up and walk down the mountain in low spirits.

"Such a beautiful woman is rare. It will be great for her to stay with a rich second generation or an official second generation. Unfortunately, she is too greedy to recognize the reality. You know, the movie queen, Flora Savage, is not even qualified to be a servant for our president. Who does she think she is?"

"It's true that that woman overestimates herself, but I think she is much more beautiful than Flora."

Freed, schedule the operation for Quentin. I'll bring the donator before the operation!"

"That's great. We can do the operation ten days later. Bring the donator here as early as possible because he should do some examinations before the operation."

"Okay, okay." Belinda nodded repeatedly. But when Director Freed left, she leaned on the wall with all her strength gone.

What should I do? She wondered in her heart. Only after ten days, the operation would be due, but she hadn't made any progress yet. Now that she couldn't even get close to Carlos, how could she persuade him to donate his bone marrow?

As the richest man of the city, even a strand of hair of Carlos was more valuable than an ordinary person's life. Thus, how could such a man agree to donate his bone marrow to Quentin even if she could talk to him?

What should she do...