Emilia was confused, stunned, shocked and surprised. She doesn't know what to do anymore. She was just staring at the receptionist. Her mouth looked glued as words were not coming out.She stood still, thinking of what to say or do." Can you please hand me over your credit card?" The receptionist a
Emilia was speechless. If not for the situation she was, she knows what she might have done.Hissing loudly, she gently put the receipt inside her pocket. Then, she turned her back and was about to take a step forward when she remembered that she hasn't ask about the pilot and other vital things.Sh
Hunter signed heavily, as he gently terminated the call. The person who called him was a friend of his for a long time. The man was a doctor also. Earlier, Hunter had called him to provide him a sample of Raymond's blood after Emilia called him. Yes, the man was able to get the blood but Raymond is
Emilia sat there, stunned and silent. She couldn't believe what was happening on the plane. How could someone want to hurt them like this? It felt like a scene from a movie, but it was real. The plane was going down, and it seemed like it might crash soon."I used to fly planes when I was younger,"
"I hope he gets well soon," she said softly, her words carrying a weight of genuine concern.Upon entering the room, Emilia found herself face to face with four doctors and two nurses, all busy attending to the patients."Are you from Vertice Hospital?" one of the doctors inquired, approaching her.
Emilia felt utterly lost, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on her shoulders. With a resigned sigh, she slipped the report back into her pocket, her mind racing with desperation."If you won't see reason," she choked out, tears clouding her vision, "I'll have no choice but to take them to Roya
Apologizing, Emilia rose from the edge of the bed. "Of course," she replied, her tone apologetic. "I'll come back soon."As she prepared to leave, Emilia glanced back at the pilot and nurse. "Do either of you have a phone?" she inquired. As Emilia stepped out of the hospital room, the weight of the
Emilia gazed at him with a small smile, her hands resting gently on his chest. "Why are you acting like a baby?" she teased, her voice playful. "Do old men still suckle at breasts?"Miretti chuckled heartily, crossing his arms. "Who says I'm an old man? I'm as spry as a young buck," he bragged, flex