“Oliver doesn’t want to talk to Dad?”
The little boy refused without even turning his head, “No, I want to think, you only bother me.”
His son was so indifferent, it made Kelvin feel a bit sad.
When Kelvin found out that his daughter had called him specifically to find a companion for his grandfather, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
Cheyenne used to say the same thing. She and Cierra were indeed mother and daughter.
Meanwhile, Old Mr. Foley, who was eavesdropping nearby, blushed and grabbed the little girl’s arm, lifting her up. “You little girl, Great-grandpa doesn’t need a companion. Don’t talk nonsense, or I won’t take you fishing tomorrow.”
Cierra had prepared the fishing worms, how could they not go fishing?
She quickly apologized.
Kelvin looked at the lively and noisy family in front of him and felt warm inside. “By the way, Grandpa, is Cheyenne not at home?”
Upon mentioning this, Old Mr. Foley’s smile faded a bit. “Cheyenne is in the hospital.”
Kelvin knew Cheyenne’s temperament very well. She always left on time. He couldn’t help but worry if something had happened to her.
“Did something happen to Cheyenne? Is she feeling unwell or…”
It was all his fault for being too busy today and not having time to talk to her.
“No, it’s not… Don’t guess randomly, it’s about Kate.”
“Oh, this is really worrying. Cheyenne came back tonight and said that the Weaver family’s little girl went missing, and Kate got into a fight and ended up in the hospital.”
Kelvin was a bit surprised to hear this. Even someone like Master Glenn, his daughter had unexpectedly gone missing!
This matter was definitely complicated.
With the information he had on hand, Kelvin felt increasingly uneasy. Looking at his well-behaved children sitting together and playing, he couldn’t help but advise them. “Grandpa, you must take good care of Cierra and Oliver during this time. Go out less, especially in crowded places!”
“Just like what Cheyenne said earlier. Don’t worry, I’ve lived for so many years, haven’t I seen it all? You young people, you’re too impatient.”
Kelvin responded lightly without saying much.
Back then, although Gregory was surrounded by explosives on the island, when people cleaned up the scene, they found that all the bodies were unrecognizable, and they could only identify the victims by the clothes they were wearing.
It was certain that Gregory was indeed dead, but Kelvin didn’t believe that Gracie and Sam… just died so easily.
Later, there was word that Sam had gone abroad, but despite searching for many years, there was no news about him.
Whether he was alive or dead was still unknown. If he returned again… Kelvin didn’t know how to face his half-brother, who shared the same mother but had a different father.
“Sam… do you hate me?”
“Probably, you do hate me.”
Surprisingly, Kelvin didn’t actually hate Sam at all because they were blood-related brothers.
This feeling was strange, and Kelvin couldn’t figure out such a simple question no matter how much he thought about it.
In the hospital, different from the hustle and bustle during the day, the hospital at night was always quiet and eerie.
The snow-white ceiling was blindingly lit by the harsh lights, and the high heels made regular and muffled sounds as they stepped on the cold and hard marble floor.
“Clack, clack, clack…”
They converged into a haunting melody, making people’s hearts race with fear.
Cheyenne quickened her pace involuntarily, unsure if it was her imagination, but she felt as if there was a chilling wind following her.
When she reached a secluded spot, the light above suddenly flickered, plunging the world into darkness for a moment.
In that brief second, she thought she heard a deep, raspy breath.
“Hiss, I never felt this way even when working the night shift, it’s like something out of a horror movie.”
Luckily, she never watched horror movies.
After a second, the world brightened again, and Cheyenne abruptly turned to look behind her. The corridor was empty, no one else in sight but her.
Not far ahead, the nurse station was still lit, with two uniformed nurses slumped over the table fast asleep.
“Maybe I’m just overthinking things.”
Taking a deep breath, Cheyenne lifted her head and saw the closed door with the sign “302” on it.
It was Kate’s room.
Without hesitation, she pushed the door open. At that moment, as she closed the door, a ghostly figure silently emerged from the corridor.
The person wore a black coat, a matching mask, and a black duckbill cap hiding their face completely.
“Impressive, Cheyenne, you’re really alert.”
Meanwhile, unaware of the situation, Cheyenne routinely checked Kate and replaced the glucose drip hanging on the pole with a new one.
She twisted the bed sheet, half-leaning on the bed rail, chatting with her.
“Kate, you have to wake up soon. Remember our agreement from before? You and Reece promised to treat me to drinks the night before my wedding.”
“Remember our childhood when we were so poor, we could only share one ice cream among the three of us. Reece was the most greedy, he always ate the most, and you, being shy, could only take a bite.”
“I swear, once you wake up, I’ll buy you lots and lots of ice cream, for Sasha, Master Glenn, and your child inside… Please, please get better.”
Kate in her dreamy state faintly heard someone talking, bringing back memories of her happiest childhood moments.
A silent tear slipped from her eye, gently wiped away by Cheyenne the next moment.
“I knew you could hear me. Rest well… I’ll come see you again tomorrow morning. Don’t worry, I’ll find Sasha for you.”
Saying that, Cheyenne left the room, instructing the nurse to keep a close eye on Kate and to call her if she developed a high fever at night.
By the time she returned to her office, it was almost 11 p. m. Cheyenne saw the information Kelvin had sent her.
It detailed Omari’s investigation from discovering Juan’s case to tracking the human traffickers overseas. Of note, on the same day Omari left the country, the Weaver family’s heiress, Elsa, also appeared at the airport.
Seeing this, Cheyenne couldn’t help but immediately call Kelvin.
He had been waiting for this call for a long time after sending her the information two hours ago.
“Cheyenne, it’s me!”