The butler saw her and immediately came to greet her.
"There’s an urgent matter at the hotel, I need to go there."
"I’ll arrange for a car and bodyguards to escort you."
Gan Yuan raised her voice, "I said there’s no need!"
Seeing her unusual expression, the butler stepped aside and nodded slightly.
Rushing out the main entrance, Gan Yuan quickly descended the steps, started the car, and drove out of the Duke Residence. She skilfully stopped the car at an intersection where Jessica rushed to get into the back seat, then she drove silently towards the direction of the Duke Hotel.
Remembering Mr. William’s instructions over the phone earlier, she pressed her foot down harder on the accelerator, speeding up the car as she zoomed through the crossroads.
Jessica, sitting in the passenger seat, watched Gan Yuan drive, attempting several times to speak but hesitating each time.
Not until the car stopped in the hotel’s parking lot did she open the door and catch up to Gan Yuan’s side before finally speaking up.
"He... he’s been hiding it from everyone, you..."
Gan Yuan pressed the button for Moses’s floor and spoke softly.
"I’ll persuade him to go back."
Stepping to the side, Jessica pursed her lips.
Knowing that Moses was ill, Gan Yuan had immediately come to help out, which made it clear that this woman wasn’t as heartless as she seemed.
Turning her gaze away from the elevator panel, Gan Yuan glanced at Jessica.
"Thank you, Jessica."
She thanked her solemnly and then stepped out of the elevator with haste.
In the hallway, several bodyguards who saw her looked confused, not sure whether they should stop her or not.
"Get out of the way!"
Jessica shouted angrily, and the bodyguards immediately stepped aside.
By this time, Gan Yuan had reached Moses’s door and knocked.
The door was opened by Paul, who looked puzzled to see Gan Yuan standing at the doorway but before he could ask questions, Jessica had already come over and pushed the door wide open.
Paul stepped aside, and Gan Yuan walked through the doorway.
As Paul was about to ask Jessica what was happening, she had already reached out her hand and dragged him out of the room.
"What’s going on?" Paul asked in a low voice.
Jessica closed the door firmly, "She’s come to persuade him to go back for the surgery."
Paul was stunned, then nodded lightly, "That’s great! How... how did you manage it?"
Jessica shrugged her shoulders, "If skills fail, the truth prevails. Luckily, she’s not completely devoid of sympathy. But speaking of which, if the sir gets mad, you have to stand up for me."
Paul nodded, "As long as he’s willing to go back for treatment, I’ll take responsibility for all mistakes."
"Fair enough." Jessica tapped his shoulder with a fist, then turned to press her ear against the door, quietly eavesdropping.
In the guest room with the living room lights on and no one in sight, the door to the study was ajar, revealing a faint glimmer of light.
Gan Yuan walked towards it, gently pushing open the door. The study was dark; Moses stood with his back to the desk facing the floor-to-ceiling window, cup in hand, gazing out at the myriad of lights outside the window, his figure appearing lonely and slender.
With furrowed brows, Gan Yuan tiptoed closer.
Moses, hearing her footsteps, extended the cup towards her.
Deep in thought, he hadn’t paid attention to the knocking from outside, assuming the person now standing beside him was his assistant Paul.
No sooner had he finished speaking than the cup was snatched from his hand.