In the study of Summer Castle. "How's it going?" Callan pulled off his tie. He had already taken off his coat to Vannah. "Yes, Master Handerson, it's not a big problem. As you said, we spent a lot of contacts and money and got a certificate from the hospital. Now we need a person to make a guarantee for Zander. This person must be virtuous and highly respected. Otherwise, it won't be easy to get Zander out with his identity." "Virtuous and highly respected." Callan repeated these words, frowning in deep thought. "It's not easy to find such a person." "Yes." Shanee nodded. "But this person is indispensable. He must be in an important position without getting involved in many benefits, and he can't be a young man. Moreover, he will be willing to take the risk for Zander." Callan was silent. Where could he find such a person? Such a person was not easily bought over by money. The thing that couldn't be settled with money was the most troublesome. "Do yo
Since Callan said so, what else could Zariah say? She could feel that ever since Savannah came in, Callan could not see anything else in his eyes. Although she told herself over and over again not to indulge in wishful thinking, she was sad to be ignored by him. Savannah felt very embarrassed. They took the elevator downstairs together at this time. They were obviously going on a date but now interrupted by her. With this in mind, she smiled apologetically at Zariah. Zariah smiled back. The two women made eye contact in the elevator, but Callan was not aware of it at all. He held the documents and looked down at Vannah. With a "ding", the elevator stopped. Callan followed Savannah out of the elevator and did not have time to care about Zariah. Savannah held the documents and walked quickly. Most of the employees were still working at this time. She held the documents and followed by the president. It was a strange scene. She was afraid that rumors would sp
"Dad, help me save someone. Please save Zander," Zariah said very slowly. The smile faded on Minister Congreve's face. Instead, with a serious look, he straightened his face and said in a very harsh tone, "What nonsense are you talking about? Zander's name is now forbidden in every corner of the capital! You are still young, and you don't know the importance of it. Don't talk about it at will." Zariah knew her father would have that attitude, so she wasn't too surprised. She continued pestering him. "Dad, listen to me. Zander is innocent. Although I'm not in your circle, I grew up in this family, so I know something about it. Zander was framed by someone..." "Shut up!" Minister Congreve had a tough attitude. "Don't talk nonsense! If you say this again, I will be angry." Seeing her father's expression, Zariah felt a little afraid. However, when she thought of Callan, she went on. "Dad, don't be angry. Can you listen to me?" "What are you trying to say
Savannah and Nick went to take Zander home together. Because of his identity, Andy could only wait at home. Celia also wanted to go, but Savannah was afraid that she would be too excited, so Savannah didn't let her go. Zander was still very weak, so Nick wanted to carry him, but Zander felt awkward and refused in the first place. Savannah said, "Dad, let him carry you! I'll be worried if you walk." Hearing her words, Zander agreed. Nick carried Zander out of the ward. The sunshine outside made Zander close his eyes instantly, and tears welled up in his eyes. Savannah thoughtfully held her father's hand and whispered in his ear, "Dad, it's all right, it's all right." At this time, in the director's office on the highest floor in the hospital administration building, Callan looked down with a telescope in his hand. Nick carried Zander into the car and drove slowly out of the hospital gate. Callan put down the telescope and smiled faintly. Vannah must be very happy
Zariah's face froze. After all, she was a girl. She felt humiliated and angry at being criticized by Callan. "Yes, I know! Do you think I'm willing to do that? If you hadn't so much wanted to save Zander, I wouldn't have said that! It's okay if you don't appreciate my kindness. But you can't humiliate me..." With that, she lowered her eyes, feeling wronged. Callan was in a dilemma. Zariah did help him, but he disapproved of the way she did it! He did not expect that she would do it in this way! "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to humiliate you. But do you have any idea how much trouble you're causing by saying that to your father?" Callan was extremely anxious. His relationship with Vannah was already like walking on thin ice, and the hope of getting back with Vannah was slim. How could such a thing happen again? "We've made a deal that we'll just be brother and sister. It's okay if you try to make my mother happy, but it won't involve anything else!" "I know!" Z
According to Zander's requirement, Callan did not hand this matter over to Shanee but went to do it himself. On the appointed day, Zander went to Doctor Stone's clinic for a follow-up visit. He usually needed a few hours of treatment in Doctor Stone's clinic. Savannah sent him there every time. When the treatment was over, she would come and take him back home. During this period of treatment, Zander took the opportunity to meet Callan. At the appointed place, Callan stood up respectfully to greet Zander and helped him sit down. Zander tilted his head and looked Callan up and down. He was a little surprised and there was a smile on his lips. Looking at Callan's attitude, he knew that Callan must have made up his mind. "You don't need to support me. I can go by myself. I will walk slowly. Half of my stomach has been cut, so I'm not as good as before." Callan's face darkened. "I really didn't do it." "Uh." Zander nodded and pointed at the chair. "Take
Callan kept Zander's every word in his heart. Now that the other side was in the dark and he was in the bright, he did not dare to do something openly. For example, now, although he desperately wanted to hold Vannah in his arms, he could only try his best to hold it back. "Come on, eat this." Callan and Savannah sat face to face. He basically did not eat much and had been taking care of Savannah. Savannah's bowl was filled to the brim, and she felt bloated. She puffed out her cheeks and complained. "Don't keep picking up food for me. I can't eat anymore..." "Are you a kitten? How much did you eat?" Callan frowned with dissatisfaction. "Eat more. Isn't it mentally exhausting to draw such complicated drawings every day?" Savannah did not know how to refuse. That was what he was. When they used to be together, he always controlled what she ate and how much she ate. Now he did the same thing at their last lunch. Forgot it. She listened to him! She would
Callan continued to unbutton his shirt as if he didn't notice the astonishment in Savannah's eyes. Seeing her in a daze, he looked up at her and said calmly, "There's a spare shirt behind. Get it for me." "Ah?" Savannah opened her mouth wide. Her eyes were round, and her mouth was round. She was shocked. "Hey!" Callan chuckled and urged, "Be quick! Do you know how long you slept? Many people are waiting outside! Do you want me to go out wearing this shirt with saliva on it? I won't mind, but I can't guarantee what they will think about you when you get off my car." "Oh!" Savannah answered slowly. She unbuckled her seatbelt and took a clean spare shirt from the back seat. When she opened the car door with the shirt in her hand, Callan already took off his shirt and sat shirtless. "You..." Savannah blushed. She had seen him like this countless times, but they were about to sign a divorce. It was inappropriate for her to look at him like this now. "Here you a