Chapter 991
Chapter 998:
He took out his phone and dialed a number.
Milton practically bellowed when the other end answered, venting his frustration and fury.
“Mr. Riley, you assured me he would awaken soon. How long am I going to wait? It’s been over two months. Damn you! There’s no sign of his awakening at all! How much longer must I wait? Jesus!”
“I apologize, Mr. Lopez. I miscalculated the state of his brainwaves. Your father remains unconscious for the time being. I’m deeply sorry…”
The apology was the only response he received.
Milton’s hand shot up, and his phone crashed into pieces on the floor. He had to wait for Arlo to wake up so he could get an account of what transpired that year.
With his face buried in his hands in frustration, he felt utterly despondent.
He lacked the resolve to face Candice, for she had made her intentions quite clear.
She would exact retribution for her parents’ assassination.
Candice, weary and worn, leaned her back against the cold, unforgiving wall, craving a moment of respite. Someone came down the corridor, prompting her to dart into the bathroom. The last thing she wanted was to be seen crying.
Once she was inside the bathroom, she stood beside the basin. Then, she allowed the cool water to cascade over her eyes, red and swollen like pomegranates. Fortunately, the restroom was empty. She inhaled deeply, confronting her reflection in the mirror, endeavoring to regain her lost composure.
Ever since her heart surgery, she had developed a method for maintaining her cool and not getting too emotional. Once the turmoil within her subsided, an overwhelming urge to retch overcame her. She succumbed to it, hastening into a bathroom stall to vomit.
𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖙 𝖌𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔:
The violent retching seemed interminable, threatening to expel her very essence. When Candice eventually got up, her legs quivered like jelly. Returning to the washbasin, she washed her face once more. She then removed a vitamin B6 bottle from her bag and swallowed a pill.
Amidst the contents of her handbag, her eyes fell on a pamphlet lying there. It was a report of tests conducted in Thonde. She was unexpectedly pregnant, the result of a slip in time, a missed opportunity for precautions on the eve of their engagement.
She had a suspicion while recovering in Harmony Hospital because she missed her period, but she kept it to herself. Greyson, being a doctor, could quickly pick up on her plight, and she harbored an ardent desire to keep this secret.
Thus, she left the hospital and went to Thonde. The news, she believed, had to be confirmed beyond the shadow of a doubt, and doing it in Ploville was fraught with the danger of Greyson’s discerning nature. His influence extended far and wide.
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