Kerri nodded, a silent affirmation behind her resolve.
Following Agnes down the stairs, Kerri suddenly froze, her feet refusing to take another step. She stood perched on the staircase, her heart pounding against her chest. Despite being a celebrated cardiac surgeon who had navigated through countless intricate heart operations, she had never felt such intense nerves as she did in this moment.
From afar, Kerri's eyes caught the door swing open, revealing Brayden's familiar frame.
"Hey, Agnes! Have you been dipping into some kind of youth potion? Four years gone and not a day older, huh?" Brayden greeted Agnes with a playful jab.
His casual banter with Agnes was a clear signal of his good spirits.
Agnes retorted with a chuckle, "No change with you either, still as cheeky as ever."
It was then that Agnes noticed the little boy Brayden had in tow. The boy greeted Agnes when he saw her, "Hi, Lady Agnes!"
Brayden appeared genuinely surprised. "How do you two know each other?"
Of course, Sprague knew her; they had met previously at the Prestige Medical Center, but that was something Brayden was unaware of.
Agnes couldn't help but recall the chaos of those days—the time when Brayden had sent his men to the hospital in a brash attempt to take someone, only to inadvertently abduct Nocturne instead. The subsequent mishaps had led Jared to take over the situation.
Agnes had followed the trail, leading to a cascade of events that seemed to ripple out like a butterfly effect. Reflecting on it, she realized she might actually owe Brayden a debt of gratitude. If not for his arbitrary decision to take Nocturne—who later ended up with Jared—her life would not have intersected with Jared's as it had.
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