Accompanied by Steven, Bella approached the inpatient wing on the southern side of the hospital.

As expected, the area was heavily guarded, almost impenetrable. Bella exchanged a glance with Steven, who understood immediately. He stepped forward, only to be coldly stopped by two of Christopher's

bodyguards.

"You're not allowed in here!"

"I'm the secretary to the CEO of the KS Group," Steven replied icily, though he could barely contain his disgust. "Ms. Thompson heard that Mr. Iverson is ill and staying here, so she came to pay him a visit."

The two bodyguards exchanged uneasy looks. They certainly recognized Bella, but Christopher's orders were absolute, and disobeying them could mean death. So, they had no choice but to politely decline. "Sorry, Ms. Thompson, but we're just following orders..."

Suspicious but unfazed, Bella smiled lightly. "In that case, I won't disturb Mr. Iverson's recovery." "Ms. Thompson!"

Taylor came rushing over, immediately putting on a respectful, ingratiating smile upon seeing Bella. "Are you here to see Mr. Iverson? Please, come in, please!"

cool almond-shaped eyes. "It seems Mr. Iverson wants some peace and quiet to recover and doesn't want to see

Mr. Iverson values the most! No one else can compare." Taylor panicked, trying desperately to persuade her. "If Mr.

Bella still hesitating, Taylor, now frantic, swung his arm and slapped both bodyguards hard

Ms. Thompson are?! How dare

wave of nausea

pocket. Bella, quick to react, bent down

did

Iverson that requires such

sighing dramatically. "Since taking over, Mr. Iverson has been overwhelmed with

gaze sharpened. "Acute appendicitis requires

Iverson. It's for my mother." Taylor chuckled

slight, knowing smile as she

follow, Taylor blocked him. "Mr. Iverson only wishes to see

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