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.”

It’s late. I

up the phone, he pressured him and said, “I’m afraid the blood that I sent to the hospital tonight won’t be enough. We need to

think I want to save my

the words he wanted to say afterward got stuck in his

knew that Wesley was working hard to find more sources, so he could not lose his temper

“Avery’s wound

“Got it.”

out.”

that Elliot was going through a hard time. Not only did he have to carry the responsibilities of a father, but he also had to prepare for the pain of losing his son at any time. On

put

the call ended, Elliot opened up his contacts BKMMCW

and Shea would usually be asleep by

call her

about to put his phone away and go check on Robert, his phone screen suddenly lit

was a call from Shea,

it telepathy? She was still awake at this time of

Elliot answered the call.

you

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