"Miss, are you getting out of the car or not?" asked the cab driver.Heather snapped back to reality. She took a deep breath and paid the driver. Then, she pushed the car door open before running toward the prison gate in the pouring rain.The rain was heavy. By the time she reached the gate, she was drenched to the bone.Heather explained the purpose of her visit to the prison guard, but he dismissed her. "Go away! Do you think you can see anyone you want to see here? Do you think the prison is your home?"Heather had faced the same situation when she had come to visit Whitney before. Back then, the prison guard had kept blocking her path as well.She started to get anxious. "I just want to see him and talk to him for a few minutes! I have an important thing to ask him!"She paused, then continued, "Please do me a favor. I didn't bring my wallet with me. When I go back, I'll send you some money!"Heather didn't notice that her clothes were wet from the rain. Her thin hospital g
It was the weekend, so the prison guard had never expected so many superiors to show up. As he spoke, he gave Heather a threatening look, warning her not to speak out.Heather's eyes turned cold as she said firmly, "I don't know him at all! I came to visit someone, and he tricked me into coming here!""You bitch! What nonsense are you talking about? Believe it or not, I'll beat you!" The prison guard became furious. He raised his fist as though he were going to hit Heather."Oh, it's you?"At that moment, someone at the door made a surprised sound. The man who was dressed in the highest-ranking uniform in the group stepped forward toward Heather. Chase looked utterly shocked as he asked, "Miss, how come you're here?""Officer Irwin, do you know this woman?" the warden asked in astonishment.Chase didn't answer but fixed his eyes on Heather. "Miss, we met at the hospital last time. You were with Mr. Elkin at that time. Do you remember?"When he had been standing at the door, he
Chase was worried he would provoke Heather further, as she had just been harassed. Thus, he didn't refuse her request and asked for Thomas to be brought there.About ten minutes later, a prison guard with a worried expression on his face rushed over. "Officer Irwin, we have a problem. Thomas is unconscious.""What do you mean unconscious?" Heather asked in shock.The prison guard looked at Heather, seeming somewhat evasive. "When we went over, Thomas was already fighting with someone else. He was hit and fell to the ground. We tried to wake him up, but he didn't react at all."Chase roared, "Why are you still here, then? Get a doctor!"Heather quickly chimed in, "Take me with you. I want to see him!"The group made their way to Thomas' prison cell. The cell was dark and damp, with a putrid scent and the smell of blood permeating the air.When Heather saw Thomas, she knew things weren't as simple as what the prison guard had said.Thomas was unconscious, lying on a bed made of a
Chase really wanted to give Leon a good beating. Why had he attacked Thomas today of all days?Normally, it wouldn't have been a big deal if Thomas ended up dying here. However, Heather had seen everything.Heather looked at Leon inquisitively. "He was bothering you? Even if it was a fight, you didn't have to beat him to an inch of his life, did you? It's clear that you want to kill him. Where did the stab wound on his body come from?"Ivan, who was standing at the side, narrowed his eyes and gave Leon a discreet look. Leon said coldly, "I stabbed him. I don't like him, so what? He had it coming!"Heather gritted her teeth. "You!"The doctor suddenly yelled out anxiously, "His pupils are dilating! This is bad!" Heather froze when she heard that. She couldn't be bothered with Leon anymore; she turned around and diverted her attention to Thomas, who was still unconscious. His breathing was getting shallower, and the doctor was performing CPR on him.Heather's face became pale.
Chase passed his phone to Heather, and she typed in a string of numbers.Her call was picked up very quickly, and Tyrone's bitter voice came from the other end of the line. "Who is it?"Heather's fingers tightened around the phone. "Mr. Elkin—""So you still know how to call me? Where did you go?" Tyrone's furious roar cut Heather off after she had only muttered two words. "How dare you run away when I was asleep, Heather? Do you really think I won't do anything to you? I'll give you ten minutes, or—"It had been almost ten hours since Heather had left the hospital to see Macey, and her phone had been unreachable. Tyrone had thought that she had run away. His voice was so loud that it hurt Heather's ear. She could feel his fury even through the phone. Tyrone's angry face and Thomas' bloodied face flashed through her mind alternatingly. Her grip on the phone tightened. "Tyrone."The line went quiet for a few seconds when Tyrone was cut off before he could finish. Then, his co
Caleb smiled. "It's not about doing your best, doctor. Mr. Elkin says that Mr. Snyder cannot die. Do you understand what I mean?"In other words, if Thomas died, all the doctors would be on the chopping block!The expression on Harry's face froze as he nodded. "Alright, I understand. You don't have to worry about this!"The doctors all went into the operating room, leaving only Heather, Caleb, and Chase behind in the corridor.Caleb then said to Heather, "Ms. Sutton, the surgery is going to take a long time. Mr. Elkin is still waiting for you, so you should return to the ward for now. I'll inform you if there's any news about Mr. Snyder."Heather shook her head and bit her lip. "I want to wait here."She knew she couldn't help by standing at the door, but Thomas' injuries were too severe. She was afraid that she would get some bad news instead. Caleb was about to console her again when he suddenly saw someone approaching them from the elevator. He said respectfully, "Mr. Elkin.
In a lavishly decorated bedroom, two naked figures were intertwined on a messy king-size bed. Sensual moans echoed in the room as the man and woman got intimate. Suddenly, the sound of a phone ringing interrupted them, ruining the steamy atmosphere between the them. Jay, who was in bed, stopped. The woman knew that he wanted to leave, and she used her legs to wrap tightly around his waist. "Don't leave me.""Stop it. It's work." He kissed her and then sat up, reaching out to get his phone from the bedside table.His gentle facial features were tinged with desire, and he looked especially captivating under the dim light.The woman beside him looked at him with sultry eyes. Unable to hold back her desire, she crawled over to him and put her head by his waist, taking the initiative. Jay glanced at her and didn't stop her. Instead, he put his hand on her head and picked up the phone. His voice was calm, betraying no signs of what was happening in the room."What is it?""Someone
Heather shook her head. "You should go. I'll wait until Thomas' surgery is over."Tyrone frowned, then wrapped his strong arms around her all of a sudden, picking her up like a princess and walking toward the elevator."Ah!" Heather was so surprised that she held on to his clothes. She looked at Tyrone in surprise and said, "What are you doing? I want to wait for him here. Put me down."Tyrone walked into the elevator with her in his arms, glaring at her coldly. "The doctors will take him to a ward after the surgery. "What's the point of you waiting there? Are you going to help the doctor with the surgery? Or are you going to guard him?""But…""Just look at yourself right now. Let's go back and wait. Caleb will inform you if there's any news."Heather saw her reflection in the mirror. Her outfit was wrinkled and dirty, her arms were black with grime, and her hair was very disheveled. She looked terrible.There was no room for negotiation as Tyrone took Heather back to his war