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Meanwhile in the hospital waiting room, Deny Jacob could not contain his frustration. This condition made him even more depressed and uncomfortable. He felt like a stranger trapped in a place that didn't belong to him. Moreover, this was a hospital. He hated places where the smell of medicines and disinfectants was strong.

“How long will I wait here?” asked Deny as he ruffled his hair. He no longer thought about his appearance especially since he officially wore the prisoner's uniform. Ignoring the fact that he had always paid attention to how neatly he was dressed.

“Be patient, Mr. Deny,” said the lawyer accompanying Deny Jacob and Arslan Tan. “The doctor and Mr. Tan are still talking about Mrs. Tiara's condition.”

Deny let out a long sigh. “Did something really bad happen to my daughter?”

The lawyer smiled slightly. “Nothing, Mr. Deny. But you'd better calm down. Some of the supervisors who came along are also keeping an eye on your behavior while you're out of custody.”

Deny snorte