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?"

once, all eyes fixed expectantly on Nathanael, hanging

broken open. He set it on the table and opened it in

a new medicine Citrine recently developed. I

awe. "It's called Deathflip Elixir. According to her notes, it's supposed to

up every face in

if Citrine

turned to Nathanael, waiting

a long moment,

of hope in

formula is complete, but her notes claim

to life

trembled with urgency. "Then what are we waiting

placing the white pill in Citrine's mouth and helping her

everyone, "We don't know if it will work, or how long it might take. All we can do now is

the news, a spark

gave everyone a reason to hope again. The gloom that had hung over the past days lifted over the

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