“Sure.” Joyce agreed, laughing.

Thereafter, Natalie and Connor followed Joyce to the communal kitchen next door. It was a kitchen solely used by patient's family members to cook.

The trio left, leaving Stanley alone in the ward. He reached for his phone next to the pillow, his face somber as he made a call.

The call connected in one ring. A woman's gentle yet gloating voice sounded. “You're awake?”

“Was it you?”

The woman pretended as if she didn't understand and said, “What are you talking about, Dr. Quinn? What was me?”

“You were the one who did something to the brakes of the car!” Stanley clutched onto the phone tightly, his voice cold.

The woman sighed. “I can't hide anything from you.” She paused and let out a giggle. “But it was for your own good. Didn't you say you wanted Natalie to feel guilty? If you hurt yourself, you'll be able to be with her. However, a slight injury wouldn't suffice. That's why I thought the more severe the injury, the better!”

interrupted in a fierce voice. “You're the one who wants my life

woman immediately quietened

was about to snap it in half. “I suggest you best forget about it. Do you think you'll be fine as long as you end my life? Shall we bet? Once I'm dead, the evidence will immediately turn up on the internet. Not only those about Nat, but I'll reveal the ones about Shane Thompson's parents too!” Stanley grinned evilly and hung up the call

Natalie pushed the door open and

put down the phone in his hand and

grab my bag,” Natalie

the bag on her shoulder, Stanley pursed his lips. “Are

the textile mill studio. He said something went wrong

Stanley waved a hand

it. I'll come back later.” Having said that, Natalie took Connor's hand and left

had to help draw and edit blueprints for the other designers. Thereafter, she had to go

to go to the Design Association to watch the previous elimination rounds. With all that

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