"But…" Bianca hesitated. "Don't worry, Nina. All you have to do now is to take care of yourself and get well soon. Where is your ID? I'll handle the procedure for you," Bianca said determinedly, not giving Nina any chance to think twice. She respected Nina's decision not to tell Percy, but she would take care of Nina's other needs. Nina pointed at the bedside cabinet. "It's in the second drawer." Bianca opened the second drawer and found her ID. "Hold on for a while. I'll get it done for you." Nina watched Bianca step past the curtains and disappear from view. She sighed. Other than money, there was another reason why Nina chose to be warded in a triple-bedder. There were other people in the ward; it disturbed her peace, but it made her feel good. With so many people going in and out of the ward, she would be distracted by the noise, so she felt less lonely. Meanwhile, Maxine walked domineeringly along the corridor of the plastic surgery department on another floor of t
"Yes. Shall we discuss it further in the cafe downstairs?" Hera could see that Maxine was interested. Maxine nodded briefly, though her demeanor remained arrogant. "Don't play any tricks this time. If I find out that you're lying to me, I'll make sure that your death is horrible." "I wouldn't dare. Let's go." Hera smiled and reached out to hold Maxine's hand. Maxine was a little suspicious when she saw how confident Hera seemed. She would like to see if Hera would pull off any tricks on her again. The two women went into the elevator. Two burly men stood next to Maxine, in case Hera did something. Hera kept quiet in case she offended them. Meanwhile, Bianca helped Nina move to a private ward. After the caretaker arrived, she left the place with Luke. Bianca held Luke's hand and waited in the elevator lobby. She remembered what Nina told her. "Nina doesn't plan to tell Mr. Mallory." "Mm." Luke nodded and did not give his opinion. Bianca lifted her head and looked at
Meanwhile, in the other elevator. Luke hugged Bianca tightly in his arms and shielded her from the crowd. She did not lean on him. Instead, she stood straight and looked at his face. She could not help but grin as she remembered the scene from earlier. Luke lowered her head and noticed the grin on Bianca's face. "Why are you smiling?" The elevator cabin was crowded, but his voice was warm and clear in her ears. Bianca shook her head but did not say anything. How was she going to tell him that what he did earlier was extremely cool? On the first floor, most of the people in the elevator went out. Bianca was pushed from behind and fell onto Luke's chest. Tears nearly fell from her eyes when her nose knocked onto Luke's solid chest. "Are you okay?" Luke instantly held her face and noticed that her forehead was slightly reddish. Instantly, there was a hint of gloom in his eyes. He turned around. Most of the people in the elevator were gone, and he did not know who bumped
"But it's Friday tomorrow…" Bianca was a little troubled. Usually, the family would go back to Crawford Manor to have dinner on Fridays. Old Master Crawford adored his grandson and great-grandchildren. He was dissatisfied when Luke and the children moved away because he would only be meeting them once a week. If they did not return to Crawford Manor the next day, the old man would be even unhappier. "Grandfather will understand why we're doing this. Moreover, we can invite him over to your grandfather's house. The two old men can chat." Luke had already thought of a solution. "Okay." Bianca nodded. She agreed with his suggestion. The two old men enjoyed an amicable relationship ever since they first met. They could entertain themselves for an entire afternoon over a game of chess and a pot of tea. They might be better friends if not for that incident. The next day, Bianca and Sue went to visit Nina during lunch hour. The atmosphere in the private ward was calmer and more
"Bea." Nina reached out weakly, seeking comfort. Bianca quickly walked over, sat down next to her, held her hands tightly, and comforted her, "It'll be okay. The doctor said that the diagnosis isn't confirmed, right? It might be a harmless lump, or it might be a technical problem." Nina shook her head. She had been an optimistic person, but she could not even pretend to be optimistic anymore. "I remember Uncle Kevin, Bea. His liver also had a problem, right?" she said. Bianca nodded. "My dad was very sick, but he eventually got better, didn't he? Don't worry, your mom will be fine." Kevin Rayne might not be her birth father, but he had raised her since she was young, and that was why she had continued to refer to him as "Dad." The Normans also supported her doing so. "But if it's cancer, it'll be fatal…" Nina covered her mouth and sobbed softly. Sue also tried to comfort her, "That's not necessarily the case. Medical technology is so advanced now, and they can remove cancer
Bianca and Sue ran back to the car and locked the door. They breathed a sigh of relief when they noticed that Pierre had no intention of chasing after them. "Start the car, Sue," she urged. Sue came to her senses. She was shocked when she saw that man drag Bianca toward the middle of the road. Throwing the ice packs at that man was pure instinct. Seeing that the man was still looking at them, she started the car and quickly drove away. After they were some distance away, Sue asked, "Who is that man, Bea?" "Percy Mallory's younger brother," Bianca answered as she rubbed her reddish wrist. It would definitely leave a bruise, and she wondered how she would explain it to Luke. Sue nodded and said nothing. The Mallory family was famous in A City, though they were not similar to the Crawford family. The Mallory's family business was famous, but not as famous as their underworld dealings. Sue felt worried for Bianca. Fortunately, Bianca had Luke behind her. Otherwise, she wo
Rainie was not interested in chess, but she was curious about Wanda's handmade objects. "Mommy, I wanna see Grant-Aunt Wanda's handicrafts." Bianca glanced at the nearby room. That was Wanda's handicraft studio. "You'll have to ask Grand-Aunt Wanda yourself then." Rainie nodded. She saw that Wanda was coming out from the kitchen with a tray of cut fruit and drinks, so she went to her and asked, "Your handicrafts look beautiful, Grand-Aunt Wanda. May I take a look?" The little girl was interested in beautiful things. Wanda placed the tray on the coffee table and held Rainie's hand. "Of course you can." Bianca reminded her daughter, "Careful, don't touch anything without Grand-Aunt Wanda's permission." "Yes, Mommy." Rainie turned her head and smiled at her. Then, she glanced at her father. All three children were not bothering their parents. Perhaps they could work out the disagreement in the car now. In the living room, only Luke and Bianca were standing. Old Master Rayne
Bianca wiped away the tears on her face and shook her head. "It's nothing, Aunt Wanda." Wanda remained suspicious. Why would Bianca suddenly cry if nothing was happening? She handed her a napkin. "Don't use your hands. They might be dirty. Also, what's going on?" Luke took the napkin and wiped Bianca's tears. "It's my fault, Aunt Wanda. I made her cry." Bianca shook her head to indicate that it was not the case. Wanda felt quite worried as she looked at the married couple who did not say anything. "It's nothing major, Aunt Wanda, and it's also not Luke's fault. Don't worry," Bianca sniffed and said. She had not cried for a long time, and she could not hold her tears back. For a while, she thought that their marriage was facing a crisis. Her weak heart could not take it. Wanda felt a little more at ease after hearing the reassurance from Bianca. "I'll get an ice pack for you. I wouldn't want the two elders to think that something happened between the two of you." "Than