Bella wasted no time. She rushed to the hospital with Steven by her side.

On their way to the hospital, Steven noticed how pale Bella was. His heart was filled with worry, and he could not help but urge her.

"Ms. Bella, you should go back and rest. You haven't fully recovered yet. You're pushing yourself too hard now. This late-night rush will take a toll on your health."

"I'm alright. I'm just worried about Grandpa Nigel..." Bella closed her tear-filled eyes. She felt a sharp pain in her chest, a bitterness rising within her.

Nigel's sudden illness stemmed from his distress over his gravely injured, unconscious grandson.

Yet, the one who had inadvertently caused this tragedy was none other than herself, the granddaughter whom Nigel had always cherished as his own.

By the time they reached the hospital, Bella's cold sweat had drenched her suit. She felt her steps were unsteady, as if she were walking on clouds. Outside the hospital ward, Matt was already waiting.

"Uncle Matt, I'm sorry I'm late." Bella's voice choked as her eyes welled up with tears.

"It's never too late. Please come in."

who had always been fearless and

from the second young master, you're the one Mr. Salvador loves the

her turmoil and gently reassured her. "Go on, Ms. Thompson. Old Master Nigel has

into the ward, warm sunlight bathed the space where Nigel lay.

to the bedside, her

faint smile broke through his sickly demeanor as

I knew you would... You were always the most

her emotions under control. But with just a few simple words from Nigel, her defenses crumbled. Like

sorry... It's all my fault...

I knew... You'd say this the moment you got

held her thin, cold hand, heartbroken by how much weight she had lost. "I've never blamed you.

you will always

my

beloved child. I

yourself... That's why I had

face. It was a sight that

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