Chapter 740 Who Shot Her (1/2)

”My father!”

Holley shouted and rushed out of the room first.

She was so anxious that she couldn't keep her feet and her eyes were out of focus.

There was a wall in front of her, but she crashed into it.

Fortunately, Ron quickly held her waist and pulled her back.

”I'm always there for you.”

He comforted Holley in a low voice.

In the study.

Ron and Holley almost broke in.

The scene in the room was far beyond their imagination.

Holley stood there in shock for more than 10 seconds before she realized what had happened.

She knew that Old Lady Ye had a gun in her hand, and she had personally experienced Old Lady Ye's protection for Paul. She could risk her life for this unpredictable grandson.

Now, Old Lady Ye had known the news of the death of Paul, who was locked up in her father's apartment.

She was afraid that if Old Lady would fight against her father.

That was why Holley refused to leave Ye family.

But she never thought that after the sound of the gun came, it was not her father but her grandmother who fell in the blood.

At the first sight of this, Holley was completely shocked.

Because this was different from what she guessed.

The butler John and Holley arrived at about the same time.

He came here because he heard the gunshot.

Seeing Old Lady Ye lying in the blood, John was stunned for three seconds before calling for emergency treatment decisively.

Old Lady Ye was sent to the hospital.

Ron and Holley stayed with Peter outside the emergency room.

As always, John was loyal to the Ye family and his old master.

As time went by, the light on the door of the operating room was still on.

The light was dazzling and even more hurtful.

Neither Holley nor Ron hoped that Old Lady Ye would die in the operating room.

But they all wanted to know what had happened in the study where only Holley's grandma and father were in.

The long surgery made the two of them unable to wait any longer.

They looked at each other and confirmed that what the other was thinking was the same as what they were thinking.

Holley stepped forward and held her father's arm, ”Dad, go to a place with me.”

Peter raised his head. The vicissitudes of life and helplessness in his eyes made Holley's heart ache.

”Dad, just a little while.”

Holley whispered.

She was just on guard against the butler John. Even if her father would never shoot her grandma, she was afraid that there would be an accident.

Peter's mind was in a mess.

For anyone at such a young age to encounter such a change, it was a kind of physical and mental destruction.

But it couldn't destroy a person's intelligence.

Looking at his daughter, Peter nodded, ”I know what you want to ask. You want to ask if it's me who shot your grandmother.”

Holley meant to avoid others, but her father said it out.

It only meant that either her father was innocent who didn't shot her grandmother.

Or her father had to say it in front of John because he didn't want to evade any responsibility.