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But as Andrew listened, his expression remained eerily calm.
If this was his first time hearing that his mother’s death wasn’t a tragic accident but a deliberate act, he should have reacted differently.
Isabella grew uneasy at his silence.
“Andrew… do you want me to stay with you for a while?”
Andrew met her gaze, the warmth in her eyes softening something within him. Lifting a hand, he gently ruffled her hair before speaking.
“Isabella, you don’t need to worry. Truthfully… I already knew.”
The balcony remained still, the quietness pressing in around them.
“I never said anything,” Andrew admitted, his voice subdued, “because I wanted to spare Grandpa and the others from unnecessary grief.”
The faint glow from the ward cast soft light on his face. As Isabella took in the quiet resolve in his eyes, an ache settled in her chest. She didn’t just feel sympathy—she wanted to hold him, to let him know he wasn’t alone.
And that was exactly what she did.
She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her hands gently against his back. She gave him a reassuring pat.
“Andrew, no matter what happens, I’ll be here. We’ll find the people responsible for your mother’s death together. And I’ll do everything I can to wake Denby up.”
“Alright.”
Andrew’s response was quiet, yet firm, as he returned her embrace.
For the first time in a long while, Andrew felt a sense of relief. With Isabella by his side, he no longer had to shoulder everything alone.
After a moment of stillness, they sat down together.
Isabella’s expression grew serious.
“The situation is complicated, but Denby’s treatment can’t wait. For safety’s sake, I think we should proceed in secret. We can’t afford any unexpected interference.”
Andrew had no objections. His gaze flickered toward his grandfather’s still figure on the hospital bed. As long as Denby woke up, everything would fall into place.
For two days, Elton had his people keeping a close eye on the situation at the military hospital.
Denby remained in a coma. The doctor had made it clear—if things continued like this, the odds of his recovery were slim.
After Lowe’s report, a flicker of something unreadable flashed in Elton’s eyes, but when he spoke, his tone was laced with concern.
“How could this happen? Didn’t Andrew go to find Dr. Mia?”
Lowe’s expression was grim.
“Dr. Mia’s whereabouts are uncertain. Even if Andrew manages to locate her, I’m afraid Commander Thatcher won’t be able to hold on that long.”
Elton’s face tensed with worry once more. After a long silence, he finally said, “Lowe, make the arrangements. We’re going to the hospital to see Commander Thatcher.”
“Yes, sir.”
By the time Elton and Lowe arrived at the military hospital, a fruit basket in hand, the atmosphere in the ward was heavy.
Elton’s gaze lingered on Denby’s gaunt face before shifting to Andrew. He hesitated, then slowly reached out to pat Andrew’s shoulder.
Andrew, however, took a step back and spoke softly.
“Lieutenant General Avila, you don’t need to worry about my grandfather. He’ll be fine.”
Elton, feigning concern while secretly relieved, was momentarily caught off guard by Andrew’s certainty.
“Andrew… are you in too much grief to see the reality of things?”
“Lieutenant General Avila, I’m not grieving. Because I’ve already found Dr. Mia,” Andrew said.
Elton stiffened.
“What?”
As Andrew’s words settled in the air, the door to the ward swung open. A woman in a white coat, her face concealed by a mask and glasses, stepped inside.
Elton’s gaze followed her intently as she moved to Denby’s bedside, carrying a drip bottle and preparing to administer it. Uncertainty crept into Elton’s voice.
“Who is this?”
Andrew didn’t hesitate.
“This is Dr. Mia.”
Isabella, still adjusting the IV, glanced up at Elton and gave him a slight nod.
“Pleasure to meet you.”
Elton was so stunned by the sudden turn of events that he momentarily forgot to blink. His mouth opened, but words failed him.
“Dr. Mia, I’ve heard of your exceptional medical skills, but I never imagined Andrew would be able to bring you here so quickly. Tell me—can Commander Thatcher really be saved?”
Isabella arched a brow slightly, her tone calm yet unwavering.
“Mr. Klein and I are well acquainted, so of course, I take his invitation seriously. As for whether Commander Thatcher can be cured…” She let the silence stretch for just a second longer before continuing, “With me here, there’s no issue. I’ll stabilize his condition today, begin treatment tomorrow, and in three days, he’ll wake up.”
At her unshaken confidence, Elton’s heart sank.
He forced himself to maintain the concerned fa?ade, but a rising anxiety gnawed at him.
Isabella wasn’t finished. She turned to Andrew, her voice cool and firm.
“Mr. Klein, remember what I told you. You must personally question those responsible for worsening Commander Thatcher’s condition. Resolving this matter and ensuring justice is served will contribute to his recovery when he wakes up.”
“Don’t worry. I will.”
Andrew nodded before shifting his gaze to Elton.
“You heard Dr. Mia. You’ve been in charge of detaining those involved. I need to see them.”
As Andrew still held some authority in the military, he made it clear that this wasn’t a request. Elton had no choice but to comply.
“Of course. Lowe will take you there later.”
Though he agreed outwardly, a flicker of relief surfaced within him. Fortunately, he had been prudent enough to handle those people in advance. Yet, with Dr. Mia standing right in front of him, he couldn’t afford to relax.
Isabella spoke again.
“There’s nothing more for now. Let’s step out. Commander Thatcher needs a quiet environment for his IV treatment.”
“Alright.”
With that, the ward was left in silence, save for the steady beeping of machines. A dedicated nurse remained to monitor Denby, ensuring the IV bottle would be changed when needed.
Meanwhile, Elton instructed Lowe to escort Andrew to meet the detainees. As for himself, he retreated to his car and lit a cigarette. Tomorrow, Dr. Mia would begin treatment. And once Denby regained consciousness… everything would change.
Elton sat there for a long time, watching the sky darken as he reached for the last cigarette in the pack. The dim ember cast a faint glow over his face. A few minutes later, he flicked the spent cigarette away and stepped out of the car.
The military hospital was quiet in the evening. Most of the doctors had gone for the day, leaving only a few nurses to handle shift changes. Moving with practiced ease, Elton slipped past the security cameras, making his way discreetly up the side of the building.
One ward over, Isabella, Andrew, Lowe, and the guard team leader stood in tense silence, watching the live feed from a hidden camera in Denby’s ward.
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