Anders And His Contract

Anders and Veil walked to the hallway together, but he didn’t follow her to the ward. He mentioned that the next time he would see her father, he wanted him to be on his recovery journey. He knew that Mr. Hart hated people seeing him weak. Anders perceived it the minute he had stepped in the first time.

The sole journey to the ward felt like a million years to Veil. Her legs felt heavy as she mulled over what Anders had just offered her and the best way to communicate to her family that the money for the surgery had been sorted out without saying a word about the contract.

She stopped by the door, hearing laughter coming from inside. They were in such a good mood that this would only make them happier. But that was only if she didn’t tell them about the contract. Knowing her father, Veil knew he would refuse the treatment.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed the door open, and all eyes fell on her as she strolled in.

“Well, that definitely took more than a few minutes,” June said suggest