Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir by Ryker Helios

29. Is she going to be okay?

The paramedics who arrived at the scene manage to stabilize her a bit after asking me and the waiter who served us a rapid slew of questions, and immediately puts her on a stretcher and leads her into the ambulance.

“Is she going to be, okay? What happened?” I demand, feeling my heart racing in my chest “where are you taking her?!”

The woman EMT of the pair that came from the ambulance turns to me, holding her hands up. “Sir, you need to calm down. Your friend just had a severe allergic reaction to a spice present in the sauce of the pizza topping she ordered, which is why we took samples of the food to determine what exactly she had a reaction to. We need to take her to the hospital to treat her further.”

“I’m coming with you,” I tell her.

“Alright, you can follow us. We’re taking her to Clandestine General Hospital. However, you better notify and come with her family.”

“Yes, yes, of course. I will be there, and I’ll call her parents.”

“Of course, sir, we have to go now.”

The EMTs get into the ambulance and race away, leaving a bewildered crowd in its wake. As I stand there, trying to wrap my head around what just happened, the cook, the manager, and the waiter of the pizza joint approach me.

“We are so sorry for what happened, sir,” the manager says, looking downright terrified. “Nothing like this has ever happened here before, and we assure you that the quality of our products is the best-”

But I wave my hand at me. “It’s not your fault. None of you guys. She just had an allergy. It happens, and she didn’t tell you about any allergies she had either.”

“Nevertheless, sir, we are sorry,” the cook joins, looking devastated, “I take pride in making food to the best of my ability, and to have my own creations hurt someone like that…”

“The pizza is on the house, sir,” the manager is quick to add, “as well as the drinks. Everything is.”

but you don’t have

it’s the least we

worry, we won’t sue you or anything.

about the young miss’s health, if possible,” the manager asks, and the

“Yeah, man.”

will. If you

the General Hospital. On the way, I call her parents and tell the story shakily, and her mother cries out. I assure them that she

be at the hospital in moments,” her father assures me, “just need to get off work. We’ll be there as soon as possible. Please take care of her until we get there if you can. Coraline speaks highly of you as her friend, and we know that aside from us, you’re the next best

to warm my heart, quelling some of my own panic. By the time we arrive at

am in a considerably level-headed state.

the hospital halls until I reach the reception, and approach one of the nurses behind the

desk.

taken to the ER by an ambulance, she had an allergic reaction, and

I

name and wait for the nurse to look over her

you family, sir?”

employer. We were having lunch together when she had the allergic reaction.”

with her life insurance policy. I can’t relay to you the exact details because of

because of