The hospital room was empty except for Phelps.

Timothy's face immediately changed.

"Where is she?"

"She's been discharged."

Phelps pushed himself up with his cane.

Without hesitation, Timothy pulled out his phone and dialed Sheila's number.

It rang, but no one answered.

Timothy glanced up, meeting Phelps's calm, unwavering gaze.

"She was only back in the country for a few days. What could she possibly have done to offend you?"

Phelps walked over and gently patted Timothy's shoulder. "Timothy, your

grandfather was hospitalized. The call came to me, so I came to let her know. She

left in a hurry after that. That's all. I didn't say anything else."

A vein pulsed on Timothy's forehead. He turned on his heel and strode out, heading straight for the airport.

way to

sat across from each

feeling better?" Phelps asked with

checked on

He's been prescribed some medication and is cleared

to head home." Phelps reached out cheerfully to

pulled away, lifting his head, his dark eyes shining like polished stones as

"What about Miss Sheila?"

ill.

come back?" Henry's question

she might lose her

"Once your great-grandfather's feeling better,

Henry willingly reach

scanned the crowd, searching desperately

him a while to spot her emerging from the

He hurried over.

startled. "Timothy?

"Your grandfather's sick?"

he took a nasty fall,

mention Phelps and Sallie

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