The name “Esther Quill” resounded in Bradley’s ears like a thunderclap, instantly jolting him awake and intensifying his alertness.

“Who did you say Logan is getting engaged to?”

Although Dylan had recently joined Bradley’s team, he had conducted some pre-research. Familiar with Bradley and Esther’s history, he anticipated Bradley’s reaction to this call. Nevertheless, he responded in a somber tone, “Ms. Esther Quill?”

“Someone with the exact same name as my wife Esther Quill? Or is it her?”

Bradley had never accepted that Esther was dead. Dylan’s words sparked a glimmer of hope within him.

It was akin to a flower blossoming from the ruins, the hope Bradley had yearned for.

“Mr. Warner, based on my investigation, Logan and his fiancee are currently in the hospital. I couldn’t find more detailed information about his fiancee, so I won’t be able to provide any updates quickly. Please give me half a day. I’ll go and investigate—”

“No need,” Bradley refused. “Which hospital are they in?”

the hospital name and room number. Bradley hung up with a resounding click and

a coincidence or

Esther’s room directly due to having a friend with an internal card for

buttons. He abandoned the elevator and climbed the stairs to the sixth floor. Exiting the stairwell, he faced

unrecognized face in the system. The nurse inside

domineeringly looked at the nurse through the

to see Esther Quill in

“Sorry, Mr. Warner, it’s not visiting hours now. If you want to see someone, please contact them first. Once we receive permission, we’ll provide you with

need to see Esther right now. Don’t you

his tone forceful, making the

the time, the nurse said, “Mr. Warner, all the patients here are currently resting. Please don’t disturb

deep breath, suppressing the inexplicable restlessness and frustration. He took out his phone,

this the person in

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