“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!”

believe your nonsense?” he interrupted in a fierce voice. “You're the one who wants my life because I have the evidence

immediately quietened

was clutching the phone as if he 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

moment, Natalie pushed the door open and entered

hand and composed himself. “Nat, is the

I'm only here to grab my

on her shoulder, Stanley pursed his lips.

supervisor of the textile mill studio. He said something went wrong while manufacturing the clothes,

on the road.” Stanley waved

it. I'll come back later.” Having said that, Natalie took

had to

watch the previous elimination rounds. With

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