Allison got home. She scored some ribs from the supermarket because they were on sale. She also grabbed some fresh fruits and veggies, and stashed them in the fridge. When she walked into the living room, she realized Grace was out. So, she whipped out her phone planning to give Grace a buzz to check in on her whereabouts and when she’d be making it home.

While she was at it, she noticed a bunch of news notifications popping up on her phone screen. Regardless of which chat app or browser she opened, the first news that popped up, eight out of ten times, was about some mishap at a posh charity ball – ‘Penelope fainting while trying to save Miranda, losing her kid’, and all that jazz.

She frowned slightly. Her gut was telling her that Grace might have made a beeline for the hospital.

The hospital was on lockdown, swarming with media hacks who didn’t want to miss out on any juicy scoops. Some journos even managed to sneak into the inpatient department. But, they all got stopped by the security guards.

Grace, a scrawny middle-aged woman, waltzed right into the inpatient department. Despite being right under the noses of the security guards, they didn’t stop her.

She stepped out of the elevator and made a beeline for Penelope’s room. This was a VIP room, charging an arm and a leg, so it had few patients and was relatively quiet, with only nurses and doctors bustling about.

Grace didn’t need to ask the nurses or doctors where Penelope’s room was. She could tell right away from the four bodyguards posted outside room 703. But she couldn’t get in. Grace was getting antsy.

One of them came over and asked her, “Who are you and why are

woman, dressed plainly, didn’t

the Flanagan

the Flanagan family’s staff before. Hearing her say this, he didn’t doubt her but still barred her way, “That’s not for you to know. You say you

you tell me how Ms. Flanagan is doing? Is she awake? Are her injuries

reports.

“Don’t cause

the door to the room opened and Christopher stepped out, “What’s all

staff is here.” The bodyguard

surprised. Grace hadn’t expected Christopher to be there. She averted her eyes, but her mind was still on Penelope’s

seemed to know that this

throat, “Leah is

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