The next morning, Justin suddenly woke up from his sleep. For some reason, he was drenched in cold sweat.

His breathing was labored as he reached for his phone, squinting to check the screen. It showed over twenty missed calls from Nigel.

Ever since being discharged from the hospital, Justin had been dealing with lingering side effects. His head would ache every night, and he had not gotten a full night's sleep in three or four days.

Last night, he felt like he could not take it anymore, so he took some sleeping pills and slept through the night until morning.

Rubbing his throbbing temples, Justin got up and was about to return Nigel's call when he heard lan's voice outside the door.

"Mr. Salvador, are you awake?"

"What is it?"

"Your grandfather is here and requests to speak with you downstairs."

in a tailored black suit and made his way to the living room while dialing Arnold's number on his

had ended at the hospital, with Arnold slapping him

to his emotional distance, he was only concerned with

slightly and put his phone away.

greeted them, his deep black eyes shifting toward Nigel "Grandpa, have you been looking for

anxious and exclaimed, "Justin, something

come with me to the hospital immediately and see how she's doing!"

pale with fear. His young madam, Bella, was a skilled driver, practically a racecar goddess. It was unfathomable that she would be in a

fragile emotional state, consumed by her feelings for him. Ever since

asked. His deep and enigmatic gaze wavered slightly, though

Chairman Thompson. Bella made it through surgery and is awake now. But I heard her car completely flipped over. Her body is so delicate-can she withstand such trauma? You must come with me

brothers and her family around her. She doesn't need me." Justin's voice lowered as he

this, his face grew

spouting? That's Bella! The girl you cherished so much that you cried in front of me, begging her to come back to you! How can you be

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