The middle-aged bodyguard beside Eileen Davidson became furious, stepped forward and yelled, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Do you know who Mr. Davidson is?"
"You dare to curse Mr. Davidson, are you tired of living?" The middle-aged bodyguard's face was fierce.
Eileen Davidson's face wasn't looking good either, but she waved her hand to the bodyguard: "That's enough, shut up!"
"Mr. Davidson?"
The middle-aged bodyguard was taken aback.
"Back off," Eileen Davidson scolded.
"Yes."
He reluctantly retreated behind Eileen Davidson, his gaze towards William Cole full of hostility.
But William Cole was calm and unconcerned.
Eileen Davidson asked sternly, "William Cole, is everything you said true?"
"On what basis are you claiming that the poison in my body is severe and that I will die suddenly within three months?"
William Cole laughed, "As a doctor, what do I gain from lying?"
"And what benefits would I gain by deceiving you?"
"I just saw that you were poisoned."