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.”

think I’ll ask her? It’s late. I don’t want

I need to rest, too.” Before Wesley hung up the phone, he pressured him and said, “I’m afraid the blood that I sent to the hospital tonight

you think I want to save my son?”

this, the words he wanted to say afterward got stuck in his throat and did not escape

Wesley was working hard to find more sources, so he could

silence, Wesley said, “Avery’s wound can’t handle too much stress. Take care of

“Got it.”

hanging out.” Wesley

responsibilities of a father, but he also had to prepare

to Robert, it would put a strain on

opened up his

ten, and Shea would usually

call her

as he was about to put his phone away and go check on

a call

it telepathy? She was still awake at this

Elliot answered the call.

you still

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