With furrowed brows, Elliot pulled out his phone and dialed Wesley’s number.

A few seconds after the call was made, he heard Wesley’s exhausted voice.

“How’s Robert doing?”

“Where did you get the blood, Wesley?” Elliot walked over to a secluded corner, then raised his voice and demanded, “You should know what I’m asking about!”

Shea spent every single day with Wesley. There was a high possibility that the blood that he brought belonged to Shea.

Wesley did not want to lie, nor did he want to tell him the truth right away.

“I don’t think we have a trusting relationship, Elliot Foster,” Wesley said calmly.

“Would you trust what I say? Did you ever believe me back when I explained that there was nothing going on between Avery and me?”

“This is a separate matter entirely.”

“I’ve had a long day.” Wesley did not want to continue speaking to him.

“If you want to know if the blood was Shea’s, then you can ask her directly. I’m sure she will answer your question.”

her? It’s late.

Wesley hung up the phone, he pressured him and said, “I’m afraid the blood that I sent to the hospital

think I want

afterward got stuck in his throat

working hard to find more sources, so he could

of silence, Wesley said, “Avery’s wound can’t handle too much

“Got it.”

out.” Wesley

he have to carry the responsibilities of a father, but he also had to prepare for the pain

Robert, it would put a strain on

the call ended, Elliot opened up

Shea would usually

decided to call her

and go check on Robert, his phone screen suddenly lit

was a call

it telepathy? She was still awake at this time

Elliot answered the call.

are you

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