The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 620

The doctor removed his surgical mask, his face filled with regret. “The elderly lady already had a heart condition, and with the added shock, we did our best…”

David heard that and stood frozen in place, not daring to ask the next question.

Lysander’s body jolted violently, his handsome face taut and stern, his eyes narrowing.

Thalassa, who was sitting on the ground, her throat still aching, heard the doctor’s words. Her rapid breathing stopped abruptly, her mind going blank as she stared at the doctor with wide eyes.

What did he mean by “did our best”?

Did it mean that Lysander’s grandmother had passed away?

Feeling the weight of the atmosphere, the doctor somberly advised, “Prepare for the funeral. Let the old lady rest in peace.”

After saying that, the doctor left.

held her breath for a few seconds before mechanically turning to look at Lysander. His tall figure was rigid, a melancholic and

hand, hanging by his side, clenched tightly into a fist, veins bulging on the back of his hand, his eyes filled with confusion, pain, restraint, and

was being torn apart. She was lost, in

it, her eyes tightly shut. Her wise, artistic face was then devoid of any

heavy steps towards her, his deep eyes fixed on Grandma Sybil, his cheeks stiff

emergency room corridor, his hurried steps taking him to the

fell to the side of the bed, his aged face trembling as he looked at Sybil lying on the bed. “Sybil, what’s wrong? It’s me. Open your eyes and look at

me…”

that day. As soon as he heard that Sybil had been rushed

silence, “Grandpa, Grandma

in shock, unable to accept the horrifying reality. His cloudy eyes quickly filled with tears as he reached out to

like an eternity as his heavy hand reached Sybil’s nose.

strength left Zephyr’s body,