Nathan Redgrave glanced down at the watch on his wrist. "You should get some rest. I have a meeting at the office, so I'm heading out now."
"Okay."
After the hospital room door closed, Fiona Keating's expression changed in an instant. The pitiful, helpless little bunny vanished, replaced by a sinister and terrifying look.
'Hannah Hale, we'll see who gets the last laugh. That man must be mine.'
.......
Morgan Joyce finished his video conference with Eldoria. He closed his laptop and took a sip of the coffee on his desk.
His phone had been on silent mode during the video call. He picked up the phone, which was lying face down on the desk, and swiped his finger across the screen. There were several missed calls and notifications from a group chat.
Morgan Joyce leaned back wearily against his leather chair. He opened the chat history and slowly scrolled up.
The further he read, the darker his expression became. 'That girl... is actually dating Nathan Redgrave?'
