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.

made his way

and Henry sat across from each other, locked in a

Phelps asked with

"The doctor just checked on him. He's much improved.

prescribed some medication and is cleared

then. Time to head home." Phelps reached out

dark eyes shining

"What about Miss Sheila?"

ill. She's gone home to see

come back?" Henry's

she might lose her

patient. "Once your great-grandfather's feeling

then did Henry willingly

scanned the crowd,

her emerging from the restroom, heading

He hurried over.

and paused, startled.

"Your grandfather's sick?"

"I just called home. The housekeeper said he took a nasty

and

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