"The CT scan did not reveal any shadows or lesions in the brain, so you can relax." The doctor said kindly to her.
Iris Harris also breathed a sigh of relief at that moment, "Alright. Thank you."
It's understandable why she rushed to the hospital in such a hurry; quite simply, her current physical condition absolutely couldn't afford any issues. There was still a tough battle ahead, and if she fell, then the Clan Lester would truly collapse.
Back in the villa in the Imperial District, Iris Harris did not see Brandan Hyde in the bedroom. Gazing at the empty room, she paused slightly, then turned around and went downstairs.
Darkness fell quickly. She dined alone in the dining room, and it was nearly midnight when she finally saw Brandan Hyde slowly walk in from outside.
The man's face was snow-white, particularly cold under the lights. His narrow, icy eyes did not flicker in her direction; he just headed straight upstairs.
