Chapter 765

Chapter 765:
Now, he found himself wondering how she was holding up.
At that moment, Luca entered from the hall and bent close to William’s ear.
“Mr. Briggs, Ms. Russell has gone to the hospital.”
William’s eyes narrowed sharply. She went back to the hospital?
After everything that unfolded, she still chose to go there?
He knew the message he released earlier must have reached Truett, and Marc would not have stayed away.
Even knowing Marc was there, Stella still went?
An uneasy wave of concern rose inside him, laced with a hidden spark of frustration.
Did she truly place so little value on her safety?
Or was her attachment to Truett strong enough to blind her to Marc’s threat?
“Mr. Briggs?” The planning director hesitated in the middle of his report, wary of the clouded look on William’s face.
The sound pulled William back, and he drew in a steady breath to push down the anger pressing at him. Yet the irritation continued to burn quietly within. He motioned with his hand and spoke in a low tone. “Go on.”
The planning director picked up the report again, but William failed to absorb a single word.
His thoughts clung to Stella’s presence at the hospital, and dread twisted in him at the idea of Marc, that lunatic, harming her once more.
The danger she faced yesterday resurfaced in his mind, and the thought of doing nothing was unbearable. Abruptly, he rose from his chair.
The sudden movement startled the entire room. Eyes fixed on him, uncertain if the plan had provoked his anger or if something worse was at play.
“Meeting’s over.” William’s voice carried restrained fury as he turned to Luca. “Leave the follow-up plans on my desk.”
Without another word, he snatched the suit jacket from the back of his chair and strode for the door.
Luca rushed after him, intercepting him in the hallway with a weary look.
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It was clear William was headed straight for Stella, but—
“Mr. Briggs,” Luca said quickly, “this meeting is crucial. It involves our international partnership. The vice presidents and senior executives are waiting for your final approval. You can’t just…”
William pressed forward without hesitation and brushed past Luca. “Move aside. We will talk when I return.”
“Mr. Briggs!” cried Luca, so distressed that perspiration gathered along his brow. “Truett is still in the middle of surgery, and Marc may not even have the chance to approach Ms. Russell. After all, it is a hospital, with countless people present…”
What he wanted to suggest was that Stella might not require William’s immediate presence, and the meeting could reasonably continue without interruption.
Yet William’s expression showed nothing but firm resolve. He halted suddenly and fixed his gaze on Luca. “Whether she needs help is her concern. Whether I go is mine. Move. Now!”
William shoved Luca aside and slipped into the elevator like a cutting breeze, leaving him stranded in the hallway with nothing to do but stare at the vacant corridor and let out a weary sigh.
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