Her heart tightened, and instinctively, she looked at Olivia Thompson.
The chopsticks in Olivia Thompson’s hand had already fallen to the ground, her face deadly pale, her big eyes revealing an unprecedented panic and fear.
Charlotte Thompson stepped forward, attempting to control her own emotions, gently stroked Olivia’s head, and gently said, "Annie, your godmother is not feeling well, shall we accompany her to the hospital?"
At her words, a layer of moisture instantly welled up in the little girl’s eyes as she emphatically nodded.
With the children in tow, Charlotte Thompson scooped up her bag and hurriedly left the restaurant, only to then get in her car.
The car revved, and then rapidly headed towards the hospital.
However, no one noticed that shortly after they left, a figure slowly emerged from the restaurant.
The man barely paused, his cryptic and mysterious gaze flashing with an element of mischief.
Not long after, he made his way to the parking lot, started his car, and effortlessly trailed Charlotte Thompson’s vehicle.
He put on his headset and dialed a number.
Seconds later, a man’s deep voice sounded in his ear, "Hello?"
"Big brother," the man began with a chuckle, "Your little girlfriend seems to be in a bit of trouble. It seems pretty tricky."
Earlier when Jack Bryant took Annie outside, the man calmly kept an eye on her from a corner.
Her tear-streaked face was drawn, strands of hair sticking to it, and her furrowed brows coupled with a look of fear seemed very off-kilter.
It was as if a sickness had struck her.
"Adam Ross, what the hell are you up to?"
At those words, Adam Ross’s hand on the steering wheel slightly faltered, but a mischievous smile crept up at the corner of his mouth, "Don’t trust me? Well, we will just have to wait and see."
The other end suddenly went silent, but it didn’t worry Adam, he simply followed the car in front of him, maintaining a moderate distance between them.
He knew that Charlotte Thompson and the others were headed for the hospital, but he didn’t expect them to bypass Comet Hospital and hurry towards a hospital under BK’s jurisdiction.
Adam Ross’s lips curved slightly, and his eyebrow raised in intrigue.
After a while, a low voice resounded in the earpiece, "Send your location to me, I’ll be right there," came Oliver Hudson’s voice.
The voice faded, followed by a brief busy tone in the earpiece, which then returned to silence.
Annie had already been sent for examination, while Charlotte Thompson sat on a long bench outside the office, clearly restless. Original content can be found at NoveIꜰire.net
She stood up from time to time, trying to catch a glimpse of the happenings inside through a window.
The window seemed to be fogged up though, making it impossible for her to get a good look.
Charlotte Thompson slumped on a long bench, next to Olivia, the little girl tenderly holding her hand. The warm touch flooding onto her hand non-stop.
She lowered her head and looked at Olivia.
The little girl’s eyes were a bit red, but she maintained a smile, looking up at Charlotte Thompson with a determination and seriousness not typical for a child of her age.
"Mommy, don’t worry, she will pull through," she said.
Charlotte Thompson stared at her in surprise, her nose suddenly stinging.
She forced a smile, knowing that Olivia was also unhappy inside. She gently stroked the soft hair of Olivia and quietly said, "Yes, she will pull through."
The countless desperate nights in the past had made her stronger each time, and now when she had someone to memtion, she wouldn’t give in easily.
Closing her eyes, she whispered, "It will get better."
The children were unusually quiet and serious, quietly waiting on the long bench. The long corridor was filled only with the ticking of the clock, yet it was inconceivably quiet.