FreeNovelChapter 177 In the dead of night, as I dozed off beside the hospital bed, I felt what seemed like dry fingers brushing against my face. "Idiot, you'd believe anything anyone tells you."} "Hmm..." I swatted the hand away and rolled over, realizing I was supposed to be caring for a patient. I shot upright and blurted out, "What did you just say? Are you feeling okay?" All I could see was Bryant's closed eyes and his steady breathing.
I wondered if I was hearing things. I didn't give it much thought, chalking it up to being rattled by the day's event and my nerves frazzled. I drifted back to sleep without much ado.
The following morning, Kevin brought us a special breakfast from a traditional diner known for its delicious brunch, all to Bryant's tastes. But after only a few bites, Bryant excused himself to attend to business matters. Kevin had brought more than just breakfast. A hefty stack of documents awaited Bryant. Being the CEO of Ferguson Group was no walk in the park.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs I munched on my breakfast, I occasionally glanced his way. The warm winter sun streamed in, casting a soft glow around him, highlighting his perfectly chiseled profile, the glasses perched on his high nose, and his lips slightly pursed.} I had to admit the man was easy on the eyes. If only he weren't such a jerk.> After breakfast, Gary called to ask when he could deliver the fingerprint analysis results.
"Right away. Still at the Riverview Estate," I responded immediately.
After a night in the hospital, I was desperate for a shower and a change of clothes.
Hanging up, Bryant caught my gaze. "Leaving again?"} "I'll be back." I offered a reassuring smile. "I've got a surprise for you when I return."} That way, I wouldn't have to worry no matter what Margaret tried to stir up. In two days, she'd have no choice but to leave. And perhaps then, Bryant and I could finally sever ties.
He raised an eyebrow, asking, "What kind of surprise?"} "You'll see." With that, I hurried out of the hospital.
The nurse had just had Bryant's medication changed that morning, and with Kevin staying in the room, there was nothing to fret over.
A sleek black Bentley slowly pulled up beforeas I waited by the curb for my rideshare.
Given yesterday's ordeal, my first instinct was to flee!} "Ms. Webster." As the window slid down, a stylishly dressed, sophisticated woman greeted me. Sporting a deep shade of lipstick, she radiated serenity and maturity.§ She appeared to be in her early thirties.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI paused, "And you are? How do you know me?" "I'm Kathy Larson, Mark's sister." She offered a slight smile. "There's something we need to discuss privately, Ms. Webster." There was a faint familial resemblance to Mark in her features. Yet, I had never heard Mark mention he had a sister.
I was cautious about getting into cars, "You and he..."
"He always wears a charm bracelet around his wrist since he was a kid and even showers with it on. You were probably talking to him on the phone right before yesterday's incident."
Kathy easily divulged these details. The content is on En.com! Without further objection, I got into the car.
Once inside, Kathy said, "Ms. Webster, I'm taking you to a place." "As long as it's not to killand chopoff," I quipped.
The car weaved through traffic, eventually arriving at a peaceful street in an affluent neighborhood, mirroring the upscale tranquility of the Ferguson Mansion The Ferguson family's wealth was no secret. But the Larson family seemed to embody a more understated type of wealth, their exact standing compared to the Fergusons a mystery
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