Chapter 630

Hastings glanced toward the hospital room, desperation etched across his face. "Mr. Carmichael, please could I stay?"

The thought of not being allowed to remain by Citrine's side was unbearable. Even so, he clung to a shred of hope and pleaded with Raymond.

Raymond shot him a cold, withering look. "Get out. Citrine can't stand you. Seeing you would only upset her."

Hastings had bullied Citrine enough in the past-Raymond remembered every incident.

Raymond didn't realize how his words nearly shattered Hastings, leaving him breathless with pain.

When no one moved, Nathanael surveyed the group, then calmly took out his phone and dialed security. "Send someone up. Get these men out of here."

With that, Nathanael gently took Raymond's arm and guided him back into the hospital room.

He shut the door behind them and began clearing the cluster of people away from Citrine's bedside. "Could everyone give us some space, please?"

Raymond's eyes lit up with hope. "Doctor, is there a chance? Can Citrine be saved?"

all eyes fixed expectantly on Nathanael, hanging on

had already been broken open. He set it on the

medicine Citrine recently developed. I

His voice was steady but tinged with awe. "It's called Deathflip Elixir. According to her notes, it's supposed to bring someone

hope lit up every face

anticipation. "So, if Citrine takes this,

turned to Nathanael,

moment, Nathanael

one, the glimmer of hope

be sure the formula is complete, but her notes claim it can bring the

back to life in the

with urgency. "Then what are we waiting

pill in Citrine's mouth and

will work, or how long it might take. All we can do

and heard the news, a spark

to hope again. The gloom that had hung over the past days lifted

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