KEEPING A WATCHFUL EYE ON HIM.

 After Becky left, Alexander questioned her dangerously. "Didn't you say you weren't a doctor in this hospital?" 

 Olivia's heart was beating like a little deer. She bit her lips and didn't answer Alexander's question directly.

 ""If you're so determined to go in, I'll go in with you, but you have to give me your word. If, In any case, the patient accidentally gets infected, you will have to take responsibility,"" Olivia stated firmly.

 ""Absolutely ridiculous. Why would I take responsibility? It is the responsibility of the hospital to make sure the patient will not be infected."" Seeing Olivia was not paying him any attention and didn't want to answer his question, Alexander did not force her. Besides, he already knew she was a doctor of this hospital.

 Wanting to scare Alexander, Olivia's words were getting bolder.

 ""Why should it be the hospital's responsibility? As the attending physician I've advised you before."" Olivia raised her head and looked at Alexander. His sword-like eyebrows and big eyes were filled with a dignified air. He was indeed a very handsome man.

 ""I'll need to disinfect myself before I go in. If I neutralize the poisonous infection, but still bring germs to my uncle, then your hospital's disinfectant is fake."" Alexander quibbled and said seriously. Olivia was obviously not his opponent in words when she fought with him.

 Olivia didn't know why she was angry. Since she started working in this hospital, her working days have been quite smooth. Although director Chen had always been quite a headache to her secretly, she did have the ability and hadn't done anything wrong, so she wasn't afraid of director Chen's actions. However, this Alexander gave her a strong sense of crisis.

 Disinfection, change of clothes, all Alexander's movement were quite flawless, and were done naturally.

 "Doctor, you seem to be sweating." After entering the ward. Alexander only glanced coldly at James Morgan and didn't spare him another glance.

 Unconsciously, Olivia touched her forehead. She was very nervous and was sweating a little. "Is it that strange, that I'm sweating, even if there's air-conditioning?"

 Alexander didn't say anything but found it funny. Olivia's performance reminded him of a saying : "A dead duck's mouth is tough."

 The intensive care unit suddenly became very quiet. Olivia wasn't the type of person who talked a lot. It was so quiet that one could only hear the ticking of the clock.

 Olivia counted silently in her heart. Thirty seconds...... It felt like half a century had passed. It was unbearable!

 Look at him, is he dying?"" Alexander stared at James Morgan coldly. At that moment, he couldn't wait for this man to die in front of his eyes.

 The Life alarm was immediately sounded. Olivia looked at Alexander warily and said, ""what are you doing? You mustn't act restlessly."

 What is it? Are you afraid that I'll kill him?"" Alexander's lips curled up into a mocking smile.

 Olivia's spine stiffened. She didn't know why she was so afraid of this man. In just one day, she had seen him twice. She was even unwilling to accept the fact that she was being tested by him. He was a hooligan, she thought.

 "President Ambrose, stop joking around, he's your uncle." Olivia replied after taking a few deep breaths and checking his condition.

 "Hmm, my dear uncle?" It was just three short words, yet it was so menacing that it was even colder than the cold air conditioning. Olivia instinctively pinched the corner of her white coat. Every time she was nervous, she would squeeze the corner of her clothes or bit her button lips to feel safe.

 What bitterness or grudge did he carry to hate his uncle so much to the extent of wanting him dead? How could there be such a nephew or uncle? Olivia felt extremely depressed.

 "I didn't say that, you said it yourself." Olivia explained, she didn't even know why she had to explain. There was always an aura of Alexander that she was afraid of. 

 "When will he wake up?" Seeing his uncle's eyes were tightly shut, Alexander changed the topic.

 "Tomorrow or the next day," Olivia was not sure when James Morgan would wake up. When she had operated on him, she already knew that James' heart disease had not been attended to on time and was very serious. 

 "Then I'll have to trouble Miss McQueen to take care of my uncle," Alex said with a light voice. There seemed to be something else hidden within his words, but Olivia couldn't figure it out. 

 ""There's no need to be courteous, President Ambrose, it is my job. Seeing Alexander being so polite, Olivia also became polite. Although she couldn't befriend a big shot like Alexander, at least she couldn't become his enemy!

 Just like that, Alexander walked out of the intensive care unit. He didn't say anything when he left, and Olivia was relieved.

 Before getting off work, Olivia told two nurses on the night shift to pay close attention to James Morgan's condition at all times. Whenever there was a problem, they would immediately call her. Although the operation was successful this morning, it was unknown what would happen later on.

 After work, Olivia went to see her father in the detention center. Before entering, she felt her entire life was on the verge of collapse.

 At the same time, a black Lamborghini with a license plate A6666 was parked not far from the detention center. The person in the car had an indifferent expression, as if he was watching a bleak play. 

 Alexander just happened to come to the detention center for something after work. As he watched Olivia's frail back, his gaze gradually turned deeper....

 Separated by a huge transparent glass, Olivia saw her father's face that she hadn't seen in the past two days. It felt like a long time. Looking at him from up close, she noticed that her father's face was actually covered in bruises, some of them were deep while some of them were shallow.

 Olivia's eyes were filled with tears. She hesitated for a moment and saw her father was smiling at her. She lowered her head and picked up the receiver. She didn't dare to look at her father's eyes. His smile hid too much bitterness, and she felt her throat tighten at the thought of what he might be going through.

 "Dad!" Olivia looked at her father through the glass. She had never imagined that one day her father would sleep in a cell.

 ""Little girl, what are you crying for? Daddy is fine, don't be sad, don't cry."" Ethan was still smiling, his face looked very warm and reassuring.

 "Dad!" Olivia sobbed uncontrollably. "I'm so useless and allowed you to stay in this terrible place, look at what they've done to you." Olivia's heart was clogged up when she thought about how her father was still going to spend his night in the detention center even if he was over fifty years old.

 Ethan shook his head in disapproval, ""No, my precious daughter is great. She has become a doctor and has saved many lives in the future and I know she will continue to do a lot of great things. My face is fine. I accidentally tripped in the bathroom last night when I was taking a shower. Don't worry, it doesn't hurt anymore."" Ethan said with a smile without showing any signs of exhaustion.

 The older McQueen originally wanted Olivia to become a pianist. She was very talented and her learning speed was faster than most people, but Olivia didn't follow her parents' wishes, so now she felt a little guilty when her father had praised her medical skills.

 ""Dad, I'm really sorry for all the trouble I've caused you. I will do everything in my power to get you out of her. I'll definitely not let you suffer.'" Tears streamed down Olivia's face. She would rather be the one in the detention center.

 "" Ethan wanted to say something, but the voice on the phone suddenly stopped. The call had ended.

 The staff in the detention center came up quickly to take Ethan McQueen away. Olivia was crying her heart out.

 Inside the surveillance room, the huge screen froze at that moment. Alexander sat there without saying a word. Next to him sat a pot-bellied director, who was even more nervous than the prisoners in the cells.

 ''Olivia, you're in pain, aren't you ? It's only the beginning.'' Alexander thought evilly.

 Alexander was born with the arrogance of a king. Normal people would not dare approach him, and talking to him would make them cower in fear.

 "Why is this person in prison?" Alexander's thin lips curved into an evil smile as he deliberately asked.