Seth’s eyes twinkled with a hint of sardonic amusement, but hearing Damon’s words, he couldn’t help being a tad surprised. The always composed and suave CEO Damon, who was the very epitome of a gentleman, had his moments of wanting to curse someone out.

However, considering it was because of Chloe, it wasn’t that surprising after all.

With a smirk tugging at his lips, Seth’s gaze softened, concealing the emotions in his eyes. “I don’t remember the last time I saw your lady flustered like that.”

Damon didn’t bite, instead, he changed the subject. “Is everything set for tomorrow’s surgery?”

A crease formed between Seth’s brows as he looked up at Damon. “What, you’ve been running a background check on me?”

“I haven’t got that kind of hobby,” Damon replied coolly, his gaze drifting towards the direction Chloe had left. “Grandma mentioned it earlier today.”d2

Even though Seth wasn’t sure how much they knew, he didn’t plan on hiding anything from him.

“It’s taken care of.”

Damon’s expression darkened slightly at Seth’s confirmed suspicion. “So you’re just going to keep things like this?”

Seth chuckled, shaking his head. “One last time.”

Damon gave him a pointed look. “It better be. Handle your own messes without dragging others into them.”

Seth’s eyes flickered, holding Damon’s gaze for a few silent seconds, but Damon said no more and walked past Seth, chasing after Chloe.

Seth stood motionless, lost in thought.

Charlie, who had been eavesdropping, was thoroughly confused. Although he knew that Mr. Diaz and Mr. Harper had a good relationship, they never meddled in each other’s affairs. So the fact that Damon was clueless about Erik’s surgery was to be expected.

Damon’s sudden mention of the surgery, and his seemingly informed demeanor, had taken Charlie aback.

Their conversation had been terse and cryptic, but that last line about not always troubling others with personal issues was particularly puzzling.

“Mr. Diaz.” Charlie hesitated, looking at Seth, who hadn’t moved an inch.

Was it time to leave, or should they stay?

*

When Damon reached the emergency room, Chloe was pacing outside, her anxiety barely concealed. Seeing him, she glanced over his shoulder. “Did he leave?”

Damon wrapped his arm around her waist, guiding her to sit on a nearby bench.

“Seems like it.”

Chloe’s expression turned serious. “Lucky for us, Cicely’s call didn’t go through.”

She had been so nervous bumping into Seth; she couldn’t imagine how Cicely would have reacted. Moreover, if Cicely had shown up here, Hugo’s secret would’ve been impossible to keep.

“Let nature take its course. She can’t hide it from him forever.”

Damon gently rubbed the spot on her arm where Hugo’s shoe had hit, his tone flat.

Chloe had no counterargument, only taking a deep breath as she leaned into Damon’s embrace. “Seth seems smart enough, so why does he act just as foolhardy as Nathan in situations like this?”

Damon had no immediate answer, only managing to offer, “Different circumstances.”

Chloe looked up at him. “Also, you have too many bastards running around.”

Damon: “I tend to agree.”

A quiet laugh escaped Chloe, and Damon felt her relax against him, a smile playing on his lips.

*

Outside the hospital, a taxi came to a slow stop.

Cicely paid the fare and stepped out, looking up at the imposing hospital entrance. Her feet seemed rooted to the spot, and she didn’t move for the longest time.

Charlie, driving by, spotted her from a distance. Cicely was standing there, staring at the hospital, lost in thought.

“Mr. Diaz, it’s Ms. Cicely.”

towards Cicely. She was still there, her tall, slender figure like a statue. If not for her right hand, which was tightly clutching her purse strap, relaxing and then suddenly tightening again, she might

ready to greet her, but Seth’s stern voice

quickly rolling the window back

more, and although

minutes before she seemed to muster the

window, his dark eyes

*

known which hospital and which room her grandfather was in. The hospital had reported that his condition was stable, which was why

a high-end sterile room,

outside his room, Cicely peered through the observation window and saw her grandfather, an old man with gray hair, lying quietly in the center of the large sterile room, surrounded

on the doorknob turned white with tension as guilt and remorse enveloped her. She struggled to breathe under the weight of her

loved her. But back then, overwhelmed by the loss of her father and Issac, the desire to hurt Seth, and her own turmoil, she had chosen to

he feel disappointed in her, angry, or

and finally

if it was being squeezed by an iron claw, gnawed on by countless worms

thinking, losing the people you loved most and hurting another just as dearly? Cicely, the person you should

her fingers as she covered

wrong.

I ask

her. Cicely paused, wiping away her

redness in her eyes and the tear stains on her lashes. “You’re here to see Mr. Erik, aren’t

sensing that the nurse in front of her knew her grandfather, so

inexperience. “He’s stable for now, and if all goes well, tomorrow’s surgery should go smoothly. After all, it’s been three years, and the doctors are

Cicely froze. “Tomorrow’s surgery?”

Mr. Erik

of surgery?”

terms, it’s a blood transfusion. With his age, his organs are failing. Mr. Erik has a severe case of hematopoietic dysfunction. The annual Thanksgiving

High risk?

paling as if drained of blood. She leaned weakly against the hospital room door, staring blankly. Her mind was a

a long moment, she managed to ask, “And where does the blood

donor. Another person whose bone marrow and blood type match will

on the doorknob tightened almost to the point of distortion. “And who’s

“Mr. Erik’s granddaughter.”

His granddaughter…

wasn’t her, it must

*

Danielle’s hospital room, Cicely was stopped

“Isn’t that

bodyguards remained stoic.

Cicely’s voice from outside, Danielle hesitated for a moment. After a brief silence, Danielle suddenly stood up and

assistant and two nurses hurried to stop

door, her gaze icy.

hesitated, Danielle spoke again, “Someone’s here to see me. All I have to do is open

recent conversation with Mr.

a moment, then looked at each other. In the midst of their hesitation,

the bodyguards when the door unexpectedly swung open. She turned and found herself face to face with Danielle, whom she hadn’t

turned, sealing the

cold laugh, her eyes mockingly fixed on Cicely outside, who was visibly

respond, Danielle spoke up. Cicely glanced at the three people behind Danielle, puzzled by the scene before her. But she sensed Danielle would

of coldness crossed Cicely’s eyes. “I came to ask about grandfather’s condition and

Seth be the one who knows

pressed together, her gaze cold. Cicely remained silent, waiting for the visibly upset woman

a wave of sorrow to Danielle’s voice. She clenched her fists, her perfectly manicured nails digging into her palms, painless against the torment in her heart. “Do

him

purse tightened at the sight of Danielle’s injured wrist. “So you’re not a

blood was clear. If Danielle truly wanted to save him, how could

room as her eyes swept over the

hunch. “Danielle, he’s your grandfather

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