「The hospital corridor.」
Mrs. Grant was blocked outside the door.
Ian Sinclair stood at the door to the hospital room, looking like one man holding a pass against ten thousand.
"Auntie, I'll say this one last time. Today, no one is getting in except for medical staff."
"Call the police, call whoever you want. You're still not getting in."
Mrs. Grant looked at the brat in front of her and couldn't help but sneer. "The person inside is my daughter. Do I need your permission to go see her?"
"Whether or not she's your daughter remains to be seen."
By the elevators, Felix Sinclair hurried over, looking travel-worn. "Auntie, even if she really is your daughter, the patient needs to rest right now. You can come back later."
The young man stopped at the doorway, standing with Ian Sinclair.
