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Horace stood at the entrance waiting for her, his disheveled appearance a stark contrast to his usual impeccable demeanor.

His hair was askew, his eyes bloodshot and swollen, clearly struggling to maintain composure.

A multitude of questions flooded Ariana’s mind, desperate for answers about what had transpired and how Theodore could be in peril.

Yet, her words lodged in her throat, rendered voiceless. All she could think about was Laying her eyes on Theodore.

Seeing him safe and unharmed.

As they entered the elevator, Horace pressed the descent button.

glowing red button, forcing a bitter smile. Her voice trembled as she inquired, “Why are we descending? Isn’t the emergency room on the third

met her gaze, and steadied his voice. “Mrs. Anderson, we’re heading to basement level

of the elevator pinging as

already standing at

was Darian and

of grief. Although Ariana was too far away to hear what they were saying, their glee was apparent, as if they didn’t care they were standing outside a

must mean they had already confirmed

look, and the two of them tried to suppress their amusement and

squinted, and he managed to squeeze out a small tear as he said to Ariana with a face

hide his true feelings in front of her. His lips curled into

is gone,

manner

stared at him, her mind going blank. At that moment, the sight of their pretentious expressions made her want to do nothing more

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