The sound of a continuous beeping monitor filled the air, sending cold tension through the white walls of the OR. Unlike the other staff members, who were visibly shaken with their faces pale, Dr. Lukeman remained calm with his gaze focused on the patient on the operating table.The overhead lights cast shadows, illuminating the sweat on his brow. The nurse next to him quickly pulled a handkerchief to pat his face. “Dr. Zarah, what is the patient's status?” Dr. Lukeman asked for the second time, pulling the young doctor out of her trance.She instantly snapped her head back to the monitor and said. “Her stats are dropping fast,” she announced, unable to conceal the fear in her voice.When he finally pulled his eyes away from the machine, he turned his attention to the monitor, which continued to beep relentlessly.Mason, leaning forward, mirrored his gaze over to the glowing screen that displayed a series of jagged lines and fluctuating numbers.“Please, Fiona, you can't give up,” Ma

The conference room at Williams Hospital was situated on the first floor of the building, and its white walls were adorned with simple yet modern decorations that provided a calm and relaxed atmosphere. The news of Mason addressing the crowd had hit the air, and every journalist outside constantly dropped their gaze to their watch. When the time for the press conference approached, the space was quickly filled with several recording devices stationed around the room.. The excitement and curiosity wasn't just centered in the conference room alone; rather, it included the viewer who also heard the news circulating the social media platforms. User had their eyes panned at their devices, eagerly following live updates to catch a glimpse of the most anticipated speaker of the day. Amid the bustling crowd of journalists, a team of security personnel dressed in black suits stood at various points of the room. Their eyes scanned the area like hawks while communicating discreetly with thro

The words and the presence of the police officers sent a cold silence through the lobby, leaving everyone stunned at the men in black uniforms who had their gaze panned at Mason and their hands reaching for their cuffs.“What in God's name is going on?” The words escaped the lips of a staff member, who had walked into the scene. “Wait! Is that the police? Is Mr. Williams being arrested?” Another voice chipped in, increasing the murmurs that roam through the crowd of medical staff and visitors caught in the scene.“What is this nonsense?!” Haley's voice slices through the series of whispers, bringing the room to an instant silence. The crowd, seeing her outburst, averted their gaze to the officer who had already brought out their handcuffs. “Do you know who you are talking about?” The first officer, sensing the incredulity in her voice glanced at his colleague who mirrored Haley stern expression. “Of course I know who I'm messing with,” the man scoffed, casting a slide glance at Maso

The atmosphere inside the police station was thick with unanswered questions, created by the newcomers. Officers who had previously been bored by their mundane workloads now had their gazes fixed on the figures radiating with aura.Mason and Haley, assisted by the men in suits, ignored the silent whispers and the prying side glances darting from them to the chief. “Did the newbies actually arrest Williams on their first day?” A voice drifted through the air.“If I remember correctly, arresting someone usually involves putting them in cuffs,” another voice laced with skepticism chimed in. Other officers listening to the whispers averted their glances toward Mason and Haley’s hands as they discreetly searched for any signs of handcuffs.“There is no cuff, but if the chief is involved, it is not a good sign,” another officer whispered, narrowing their gaze to the man in his early fifties.The chief, finalizing his call, pulled the phone from his ear and slid it into his pocket. The conc

Mason had no trouble locating the chief's office, especially with the Haley security personnel standing guard at the door. As he approached, he could hear muffled conversation coming from within but couldn't identify the other female voice."Where is Mr. Williams? I wasn't expecting him to be late.”The unknown figure's thought slipped into his head, and with a deep breath, he cleared his mind, blocking out any unauthorized thoughts from intruding.Inside the chief's office, several pairs of eyes turned toward him walking in; from their expression, his presence had interrupted their conversation.Haley, who wasn’t part of the discussion, had her gaze fixed on her phone as she sat opposite the chief. In the corner of the room was a woman Mason hadn’t seen before. She wore a black suit tailor to hug her figure. The files in her hands indicated she was the lawyer his mother had sent to handle whatever decision he would make.“Good day, Mr. Williams, I'm Ruth Conner, your family attorney,