“Marilyn. What hospital is the child in?! We will bring her here now and have her treated,” Carlton hollered angrily on the phone, as he received the call from the most obnoxious person in his life, after she had tried calling him incessantly, sending text messages and even emails concerning Daisy's state of health.“Why are you being difficult?! This is about your fucking child here. Ten million dollars is nothing to you!” she retorted, cursing as loudly as she could. Through all her efforts to speak to him, she was asking him for money to complete the child's outstanding medical bills and further surgery. Because of his futile investigation of the possible places Stacy might be, and if she had traveled out of the city, he had been so frustrated all day. “She is not my….” Carlton's eyes compulsively shot to the left and right to see if anyone was watching, before continuing his discussion, “Child!” He hurled under his breath. Her calling him aggravated his anger even more, and he

Liam suddenly appeared on the yacht at the last minute when it was about to take off, when everyone thought that he was not going to come any longer. All day, they had tried reaching him on phone to not avail, and knocked on the door to his room several times for him to go out for breakfast. He answered no one, and remained indoors till it was afternoon. One thing they were all so sure about, was that he was still at the premises of the hotel they were all lodged in, which belonged to Liam's uncle. The bodyguards around would have made it extremely difficult for him to leave even if he wanted to, in which their numbers surprisingly increased after he went to confront Evelyn. “What happened?” His mother ran to ask him as he approached, her face etched with deep concern as she cupped his face with her slender hands, her eyes roaming his body to check if everything was fine with him. The others also moved hastily towards his direction to inquire if everything was well with him. “L

The hospital doors burst open as a man sprinted inside, befuddled and out of breath, in which cradled in his arms was a lady whose body was limp and lifeless, her face pale and streaked with blood. “Help! Someone, please help!” Xander shouted, his voice screaming urgency and fear, as he ran towards the nurse he saw approaching, “Please, she is dying.” The young beautiful nurse sprang into action immediately, as she alerted her colleagues instantly, “We need a gurney here, now!” she called out to her colleagues. Within a few seconds, a team of nurses and doctors rushed forward as they swiftly took her from his arms and transferred the body to the gurney, her head lolling to one side. Her face was swollen and bruised, her lip split and bleeding, as well as angry contusions marked her arms and neck.“Who is she?” One of the doctors who came instantly turned to question Xander, “And how did she sustain these injuries?” She observed the body lying on the bed, and noticed that it seemed

The first golden rays of dawn filtered through the window past the thin curtains of her room at the inn, casting a glow upon the lady's face sprawled on the bed, causing her eyes to slowly blink awake. A slight moan escaped her lips as her body contorted into the blanket that she snuggled into, and her arms suspended in the air to stretch and crack out her sore bones. The first thought that occurred to her as she took time to savor in the serenity of the surroundings, and listen to the faint chirping of birds outside which made nature come alive, was how she had not slept for many days since she arrived at the inn. Last night, the kind old innkeeper had offered her a cup of tea and it worked like magic. Carefully, she lifted her body off the bed, swung her legs over the side of the bed, her bare feet touching the cool wooden floor, and took a deep breath before she rose on her feet and made her way to the small window to push it open. She took a few minutes standing by the win

“Good morning. We would like to take the patients for the tests now,” the nurse's loud piercing voice disrupted the silence in the room, and Xander immediately withdrew from Nadia's body, as he turned to flash a modest smile at the nurse. “I was scared for a second that she was not breathing. Seems like she was just sleeping peacefully after all,” his warm smile compelled the nurse to smile also, as she moved closer to check Nadia's vitals and adjust the IV connected to her hand.“Do not worry, Mr. Kirk. She will be fine,” she turned to Xander, who had carefully taken his seat, “I am going to take her for a CT scan and some blood tests to see how she is doing, so the doctor can confirm if there are some complications that the first tests did not catch,” she explained further to him. “Oh,” Xander mouthed flippantly, as his eyes shifted to where she was instantly, disappointment washing over him.Nadia felt relief wash over her in an instant, just when it felt like she would die just