The Rise Of The Betrayed Heir

Chapter hundred five

Steve Wilson opened his eyes, and the first thing he set his eyes on was the ceiling. He was about to question himself to know where he was, but even before he could think about that, the smell of a hospital had hit him.

There was no one who wouldn’t know the sick smell of a hospital, except they had never been in one, before.

Although, it was confusing how he got here, as he couldn’t recollect any memory that made him understand how he got here, but he was glad that he was away from that ugly scene.

While he was trying to remember what had happened, the door slid open, and Daniel walked in.

“You’re awake.” He said, looking relieved.

“Yes, I am. How did you find me?” Steve Wilson managed to make his voice, audible.

“I was able to track your car. Your car has a device on it that whenever it has been hit, really bad; probably another car run into it, or you ran into a wall or a tree, it would send an emergency to the tracking system. Fortunately, I was still on the laptops, checking out