CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Chapter 917

Everyone could see that Shane was dangerously close to erupting with fury.

Mrs. Wilson quickly told him the name of the hospital.

After that, he hung up and strode out of the conference room without another word.

Everyone became even more curious about what just happened. They all cast their gazes at Silas, staring at him questioningly.

Silas returned their gazes with a helpless smile. He was, in fact, in the dark just like them.

“Ahem... Well, that's it for today's meeting. You'll be informed of the next meeting after Mr. Shane has finished dealing with his matters. You're free to leave now.”

With that said, he turned and hurried after Shane, finally catching up with him at the parking lot.

He quickly slipped into the driver's seat as Shane urged, “Quick! Go to Stanford Hospital!”

The undisguised quiver in his voice showed just how anxious he must have been feeling.

“What's going on, Mr. Shane?” Silas asked as he started the engine.

Shane gave him a brief summary of the recent events as he drove.

Silas' expression was completely stunned upon hearing it. “J-Jacqueline actually went to the villa, a-and-”

“Go faster!” Shane growled in an icy tone.

Gulping nervously, Silas swallowed the rest of his words and slammed his foot onto the gas pedal.

the hospital and arrived in no

operating room, where both Mrs. Wilson and

pillar of support. Wiping the tears from

asked Shane in a

yet. She's already been in there for an hour.” Mrs.

Connor chimed in, his voice brimming with

saw the little boy sprawled out on the bench on

which looked so much like his own, had no other expression

on the child's innocent face at all, but he

a terrible thing had happened to Sharon, he simply could

I'll catch her.” Walking over to Connor,

his injuries?” he asked, looking toward Mrs.

like this for a while and take care of his bum.” Mrs. Wilson

a weight lifted off his

up, he turned to Silas and ordered grimly, “Review the footage of the security cameras around the villa and trace

her piller of support.

Sheron doing?” esked Shene

en hour.” Mrs. Wilson's worried geze derted to the opereting

in, his voice brimming with spite,

end sew the little boy

looked so much like his own, hed no other expression but

et

Sheron, he simply could not

I promise you I'll cetch her.” Welking over to Connor, Shene squetted

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