Chapter 445

The Walsh family was paralyzed with terror, their faces drained of all color.

No one could have imagined that a simple gathering would end like this. Someone had actually gotten hurt-right here, in their own home.

How could they possibly calm Victor's fury now?

Olivia forced herself to look composed, though her eyes were red-rimmed. She shot a furious glare at Sally and Leda, who were both collapsed on the floor.

Useless, both of them.

Kemp's expression was grim as he issued a curt order. "Pull up every security camera in the Walsh estate. No one leaves until we get to the bottom of this."

The hospital was cold and sterile.

Finley, dressed in his white doctor's coat, rushed down the hall with several senior specialists trailing behind him. They'd all heard the news and hurried to the emergency room.

Inside, Isadora lay motionless on the hospital bed, eyes closed.

Finley's brow furrowed deeply. "What's the patient's status?"

doctors stood nearby, their faces tense. One quickly stepped forward

answer.

dangerously low due to severe exposure to cold. Her condition is critical. We need to bring her temperature up immediately or both she and the

face. He gripped her hand so tightly his knuckles

never begged

years Finley had known him, he'd never heard Victor

up at Victor, who stood frozen at the edge of the bed, his body rigid with tension. Victor's long lashes cast shadows over his eyes, concealing whatever storm was brewing inside, but

Victor was teetering on the edge of

he could do was save

to her, Finley had no idea what Victor might

placing a firm, reassuring hand on

need to step outside and let us do our

Tall and imposing, he stood rooted to the spot, his black

other doctors exchanged

wait outside, but the sheer

there wasn't a second to waste. He dropped his voice, urgent

you want Isadora to make it, you

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