Chapter 1468: Have You Ever Been Evaluated?

Chapter 1468: Chapter 1468: Have You Ever Been Evaluated?

"In that place, with that code name, didn’t they think of killing you?" Elder Roscente really thought the more he pondered, the more wrong it seemed.

There were quite a few locals in that shady company, how could they not know what Wukong represents?

That’s the Fighting Buddha who vanquishes demons.

Charles Seymour giving himself such a code name in a shady company like that, isn’t that asking for trouble?

"Good skills, can’t help it." Charles Seymour’s brief reply left Elder Roscente with a breath caught in his throat, thankfully he never contacted Charles back then, otherwise, he predicted he’d be driven mad by this brat.

How did he develop this kind of attitude?

"Are you using this to express your decision to definitely overthrow them?" Elder Roscente tried to think positively.

Maybe behind Charles Seymour’s cold exterior, there’s a passionate heart eager to serve the country.

Quite a few young men are like this, he’s seen it, an unruly nature.

Just showing some personality.

He understood, young people.

Charles Seymour glanced at Elder Roscente, furrowed his brow, and asked, "Has he undergone a psychological evaluation?"

First assistant and second assistant beside him were all dumbfounded.

Elder Roscente glared at him in anger: "You’re the one with a mental problem!"

Don’t think just because he’s old, he couldn’t pick up on what this brat was implying.

"Who needs a psychological evaluation? Taking on such a code name, you’re really... so dull, putting yourself in danger, not a wise choice at all." Elder Roscente took the opportunity to lecture Charles Seymour.

At that time, if he were in command, he would never let Charles Seymour mess around like this.

"My wife likes it, any problem with that?" Charles Seymour asked Elder Roscente with a rather peculiar tone.

"Your wife likes it?" Elder Roscente asked in astonishment, finding himself a bit confused, not quite understanding what Charles Seymour’s words had to do with his questions.

"She’s an admirer of the person who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, would you let your wife admire another man more than you?" Charles Seymour’s words were so matter-of-fact, leaving Elder Roscente utterly shocked.

"So, under those circumstances, you chose such a code name?" Elder Roscente felt he could faint without anesthesia soon.

"Aren’t you just messing around?" Elder Roscente scolded, rubbing his head in pain.

"I feel like it." Charles Seymour snorted, staring at Elder Roscente and said, "Anesthesia!"

The anesthesiologist immediately came over and administered the anesthesia to Elder Roscente.

"All set." The anesthesiologist confirmed once the anesthesia had taken effect, then retreated to the side, keeping an eye on the equipment for any eventualities.

Charles Seymour extended his hand, calmly ordered, "Scalpel."

In the operating room, the surgery proceeded quietly and orderly.

Outside the operating room, Sophie Wilson sat waiting, Frederick Cole by her side.

In less than half an hour, hurried footsteps echoed in the quiet corridor, distinctly clear.

"Frederick, how’s my father doing?" Richard Roscente quickly approached.

"Inside." Frederick Cole nodded toward Richard Roscente and said.

Richard Roscente asked Frederick Cole, having already learned the situation on his way, but still needed to confirm the details with Frederick.

"I only know the gist of it, I don’t understand the specific medical issues." Frederick Cole said solemnly, "He’s inside performing the surgery himself, rest assured."

Richard Roscente nodded, "Then I’m relieved."

Sophie Wilson glanced at them and said, "We naturally hope for a successful outcome in this matter, but it’s a unique situation. My Mr. Seymour was forced to go on the operating table, and he hasn’t handled a scalpel in many years."