“Alright, I understand.

I’ll go see Grandpa now,” Bryson replied, heading upstairs.

Meanwhile, in the hospital, Makenna was left reeling from Bryson’s abrupt end to their call.

She wandered through the corridors, feeling utterly lost.

After completing all the necessary paperwork, she hurriedly made her way upstairs.

Just outside the ward, she saw Tyshawn.

He was a disheveled mess-his tie was missing, his suit shirt was ripped and askew, and his cheeks were swollen and bruised, evidence of multiple slaps.

Dejected, he stood there under the watchful eyes of several burly bodyguards, unable to move.

Makenna had never seen her son in such a miserable state.

Seeing the sight of him made her heart ache.

Furious and clutching the payment slip, she lunged forward.

“How dare you hit him! How can you do this?” she shouted.

She tried to reach Tyshawn, but the bodyguards blocked her path, raising their hands to stop her.

of hope flickered in his eyes when he

did you reach

anxiety deepened,

said, “I couldn’t get through

Tyshawn’s heart sank.

but Makenna cut

of meddling in this matter at

were filled with

was all

he abandoning

trying to break free, but they pinned

lacing her words as she rushed

son’s fault? Doesn’t

was sharp,

people on

are you so

commanding voice cut through

from the ward, her resemblance to

she shut the door

going to explain today’s incident to me? My daughter is

family will

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