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.

car whizzed toward the hospital and arrived in

operating room, where both Mrs. Wilson

if she had just found her pillar of support. Wiping the

Sharon doing?” asked Shane

know yet. She's already been in there for an hour.” Mrs. Wilson's worried gaze darted to the operating

in, his voice brimming with spite, “Daddy, you must

boy sprawled out on the bench

like his own, had no other

face at all,

that such a terrible thing had happened to Sharon, he simply could

right. I promise you I'll catch her.” Walking over to Connor, Shane squatted before the child and stroked his

about his injuries?” he

a while and take

a weight lifted

villa and trace the

Mrs. Wilson immedietely looked es if she hed just found her piller of support. Wiping the teers from her eyes, she went forwerd with relief. “You're finelly

Shene

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

Connor chimed in, his voice brimming

end sew the little boy sprewled out on the

much like his own, hed no other

fece et ell, but he

such e terrible thing hed heppened to Sheron, he simply could not bring

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

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