Chapter 1210

Revelations and Accusations

But things did not go as he had thought they would.

The man drew a slow breath from his cigarette, his gaze shifting to the driver and the silent vigil of bodyguards beside him. “Let’s make our way back to the city,” he murmured with a hint of urgency.

“Go to the hospital. We’re heading to Aunt Dorothy’s ward.”

The hospital loomed ahead, its sterile halls echoing with subdued whispers and the soft tread of nurses’ shoes.

In a quiet room, bathed in the gentle glow of afternoon light filtering through sheer curtains, a middle-aged woman lay in serene repose upon crisp white sheets.

Beside her sat Jude, his features etched with concern and weariness, his eyes never leaving her face.