After Silas Grant left the hospital, Yates Donovan sauntered over to the door of Mia Grant's room.
The glass window on the door had been covered, so nothing was visible.
Four burly bodyguards stood guard outside, and he heard there were three caregivers inside...
'With a setup like this, there's absolutely nothing for me to do.'
"Can I go in?" he asked, his words muffled by the toothbrush dangling from his mouth.
A bodyguard replied in a stiff tone, "I'm sorry, Mr. Donovan. Sir has given orders that the young lady is resting. No one is allowed in or out besides medical staff and caregivers."
Yates Donovan wasn't surprised.
'Just as I thought,' he mused. 'With Silas Grant's insane possessiveness, there's no way he'd let me go in and watch over Mia Grant.'
The bodyguard pointed considerately to the waiting chairs in the hallway. "You can wait here for Sir to return."
Yates Donovan let out a dry laugh and turned to leave.
Suddenly, he stopped dead in his tracks.
