Chapter 570

In the end, Hendrix made the call. It was the first time in over two years that he had contacted Nathan. But to his surprise, the person who answered wasn't Nathan.

"Who are you? Are you a family member of Nathan's?"

The way the person spoke on the other end made Hendrix frown. He immediately sensed something was wrong. "What happened to Nathan?"

"He was in a car accident, and the wound got infected," the person replied. "If you're a family member of his, you'd better come quickly and have him transferred to another hospital."

The country Nathan had gone to had extremely poor sanitation and healthcare. Countless people died from malaria every year. Even the locals struggled to get access to quality medical care. What was more to say for someone like Nathan, who was alone with no support?

Hendrix had originally planned to let Nathan fend for himself there. After all, from the very beginning, he had never intended for him to return alive.

Nathan might have said to Noelle. Could that have been the reason she left him? But why

an honest conversation. Hendrix didn't have the answers

he immediately called someone stationed in that country. First, they needed to arrange for Nathan's transfer to a better hospital. And once he regained consciousness, they

some time for that to happen, and there was no guarantee that Nathan would even wake up. Still, he couldn't

the eldest grandson, Hendrix was expected to keep vigil at

even when he

saw Noelle in the funeral home, and beside her was

and Hendrix were divorced. So technically, she no longer had any ties to the Freeman family. But she reminded herself that, in the end, Ophelia had left her something

dress. Her hair was still cut short, just above her ears, with a small white flower tucked beside one of

had been in the middle of a conversation when

had spent her final years under house arrest and had no real power,

while ostensibly

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