She and Bryson exchanged glances and walked to the door together.

Outside, Makenna was making a scene, holding a thermos and yelling, “Why won’t you let me in? I’m part of the Mitchell family too! Isn’t Bryson being too controlling?”

“I’m here to visit Franco! What do you mean by stopping me from entering here? How dare you!”

Makenna’s voice was so loud that guests and nurses from several VIP wards around came out to watch.

At that moment, Makenna’s voice grew even louder.

“Do you have any purpose to stop me from entering! We don’t even know if Franco’s surgery was successful.

In the Mitchell family, only Bryson is allowed to see him! Who knows what intentions he has!” The more Makenna spoke, the more convinced she became of her righteousness.

She continued, “You all fawn over us until trouble arises.

Now that Franco’s life is at stake, you become ruthless.

Bryson can’t handle this behind our backs.

Today, I want everyone here to judge for us!”

nurses and

“Madam, here is hospital.

don’t make any

widened eyes and a defiant stance, Makenna pushed the nurse next to

I can’t make noise, then make them let me in! Why can they enter the ward and not

her tirade, the nurses, though frustrated, did not confront her, recognizing her as a

patiently tried to persuade her not to disturb the peace

“Enough!”

an authoritative voice echoed from the door of the

bang, the

out, his eyes cold as he fixed them on

just to cause a

stepped back, her

courage, she retorted, “I don’t

to

longer willing to engage,

escort her out,” he ordered

I’ll expose you to the media right

afraid we’ll discover the truth,

and retorted, “How dare you fabricate such stories in front of

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