The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1450

Alaric fought to suppress the rising tide of anxiety and concern within him, struggling to sound composed when he finally found the words to ask. His heartbeat thundered in his ears, fearful of hearing the worst possible news.

After all, a car accident can range from a minor scrape to a major catastrophe. In the worst-case scenario, it could mean a one-way trip to the morgue. Best case, it might involve a few broken bones or some scrapes and bruises.

The very thought of the word “morgue” made Alaric’s blood run cold, and he silently prayed he wouldn’t hear it from the nurse’s lips

The nurse, her collar crumpled from Alaric’s anxious grip, tried to compose herself despite the imposing presence of the man before her.

Alaric, with his striking looks and noble demeanor, was clearly a man of wealth and influence, exuding an intimidating aura that was both frightening and inexplicably thrilling.

The nurse, barely in her twenties, had never encountered such a handsome man in the flesh. Stealing a glance at Alaric, she felt her heart flutter with a mix of fear and attraction.

to assist him. “Sir, please come with me. I’ll help you find the information you need,” the nurse said, leading Alaric to

a

body tensed, his complexion turning ashen, his

head nurse said, handing over Hertha’s medical records

doctor’s handwriting was a scribbled mess, indecipherable to Alaric, especially in his current state of mind. He flipped through the pages haphazardly, then, unable to

commanding presence, replied, “The patient sustained a head injury. She was bleeding profusely upon arrival, but thankfully, we managed to stabilize her. She’s

She’s alive!

Alaric’s heart, which had been

as Hertha’s alive, that’s

see her,” he

visitors during observation. Give it half an hour; she’s due to be transferred to a regular room soon, and then

the gravity of ICU restrictions, Alaric paused. Bringing in outside germs