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18. Mental disorder

Collete cried, hating himself. He was the target of violence from his biological father. Collete hated the blood that flowed to him, because there was Andreas' blood in his body. The blood that came out of Collete's palm did not stop. It was because Collete was sitting on the floor and his hand was lying on his right left side. Collete should have raised his hand higher than his chest to reduce the bleeding. But Collette did not know about it, and then lost consciousness.

In restaurant..

" France, working with you is much more efficient and less rigid. Take your wife to Vegas, I'll host you at my casino." The Cosplay CEO himself came to complete the cooperation payment between de Richman Corp. with The Cosplay CEO, Edward Greeny in a foreign language.

" I'm not married yet, maybe soon. Thank you Edward, I'll take my girlfriend there if I have time for "France to confidently answer Edward in a foreign language too.

They both shook hands after signing a digital receipt of a fantastic amount of funds into France's own account. The entire team working together took pictures and Yue ended the meeting.

" I'll call Collete, just in case he needs anything. It's noon but he hasn't called at all. " France walked away from the VIP restaurant room used in the meeting.

" Do you want me to go there, sir?"

" I'm coming with you, if we both go, he won't call the cops." France walked hurriedly to the parking lot, feeling bad. He's afraid of anything happening, because last night Collete collapsed at the club and this morning Marry threatened him.

" Call all my family members, just to make sure they're okay." France who was driving her favorite car while Yue with agile hands had already moved to contact members of the Richman nuclear family.

France was driving her car fast, she also ran a red light. Yue Yang saw him take a deep breath, he knew after this he had to take care of the traffic for the offense made by his master just now.

France got into the parking lot and headed straight for the elevator straight to the top floor. Arriving at his apartment France issued an access card that can be used to all Sultan France residences.

" Collette.." France started to enter her own apartment followed by Yue. France called Collete just to be sure. Long time no answer.

" Collete, this is France and Yue. We're taking you to lunch." France's voice is louder now.

" Yue, I'll check the bathroom. You keep it here"

" Good sir"

France looked under the table in the chalk first just entered the room. Then I saw Collette sitting on the floor. France does not remember her having the red outfit Collete was wearing at the moment. Shortly after France's eyes opened wide, his countenance turned serious. Then yell at Yue.

Yue hurriedly ran after where his master had spoken from. Yue immediately approached his master. Yang Yue saw that France was already holding Collete with a bride style but Collete's hands were on France's neck. France deliberately raised Collete's hand up hoping that no more blood came out of the palm of the woman he liked.

" Fuck, why did you get injured Collete" in the France elevator looked so unsettled at seeing Collete's pale face, his body so cold. France brought Collete's face closer to her cheek. He wanted to find out if Collete was still breathing or not.

" Mister, miss is alive. I'll start the car soon." Yue immediately moved swiftly and opened the door for France who was carrying Collete to sit in the passenger seat. Yue drove the vehicle much faster than his master earlier. After all, he will still take care of traffic violations also later. So while breaking traffic is okay as it deals with lives. Yue was very focused on driving the vehicle because if not then there would be two more victims who followed to be checked by Mallabey, he and France of course.

They arrived at the hospital - again. Also brought Collete as a patient. I don't know how many times Collete became a permanent patient of the hospital owned by France. Collete has his own room for him. Mallabey for the umpteenth time too. Panicked by Collete and France whose arrival is always unconscious. Mallabey saw the bloody theatres of France and Collette this afternoon. Which in fact, Collete was just allowed to go home, now even come again.

Dr. Mallabey and his team really need to be in the thumbs up. Either because of his premonition as a doctor or indeed convinced by Collete's broken mental state. Mallabey is very ready now to face anything and whatever the circumstances of Collete and France when it comes to hospitals. Mallabey is convinced that there will still be worse things than this when France brings Collete, later.

Dr. Mallabey was just watched by France this time. Because France came in a shaken state. If asked who was most shaken Collete or France also Dr.Mallabey. The answer is France. The life of France is very orderly, orderly and disciplined. Now I often go to the hospital. At its worst, the bloodstains on almost the entire expensive France suit turned blood red, horrendous. Pati France was very shaken. So many little Dr. Mallabey knows that France really likes Collete. It only takes official recognition orally.

" So, do you have a private psychiatrist?" Dr. Mallabey had already fitted a hose from the bag containing fresh blood for Collete. Collete's condition was lacking blood, so he was unconscious.

" Do I look crazy?" France squinted her eyes at Mallabey.

" Not you, but he. For Collete, he should immediately talk about his mental issues." Dr. Mallabey pointed at Collete who was lying weakly on his bed. How dare Mallabey appoint his boss and say that France has gone mad.

" Oh, I don't know. Do you have an acquaintance. Female psychiatrist, of course, I don't want her to be alone with a man." France ruffled her hair sitting leaning against the cushioned sofa in Collete's room in the manicured.

" Say you come with a recommendation from me" Mallabey gave a business card, read by France.

" dr. Idaho Lawrence's. He's from Idaho? or just a name?" France rewinded the name card given by Mallabey.

" Yup, you've got to get Collete there." Dr. Mallabey folded both of her hands right in front of her chest.

France, who listened to Mallabey as her close friend was sitting limp, knew how serious a mental disorder Collete would be if his friend had said so.