Chapter 82

In the hospital.

Sylvia awoke to pitch darkness, her heart pounding with fear. She could sense someone moving around her.

"Who's there?"

"Who's there?"

Her voice was raspy as she grabbed whatever her hand could find and hurled it into the darkness.

Her frantic actions froze everyone in the room. A sob broke the silence, and a figure rushed towards her. "Sylvia, Sylvia, what's wrong? It's Mom!"

Naomi, tears streaming down her face, moved closer to Sylvia.

Sylvia's hand stopped mid-air, her breathing shaky. "Mom, where are you? Why can't I see you?"

Naomi's pupils dilated, her tears momentarily forgotten. "Sylvia! Don't scare me like that!"

Sylvia stared blankly at an empty space, her voice trembling. "Mom..."

The room fell silent.

cry broke the

who finally arrived was Rupert's friend. After a thorough examination, his expression grew more

comforted before leaving, casting a fleeting glance

room. Beside him, Bridget couldn't

how Sylvia competes with her

Outside the ward.

usually composed demeanor

agitated. "You're worried now? I told you before - her mental state was fragile. How could this have happened?" "Restore her sight!" Rupert's voice was low

could mean a swift and

is the first time I've seen such a

into thought. He remembered Sylvia's question at

this really all because

eyes narrowed, his

unwilling to discuss further, his friend changed the

reminded him of the three men he had knocked unconscious. He took a puff, his gaze shifting to

forward.

smoke, Rupert said coldly. "Bring

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