Willa struggled to open her eyes. Her back was still throbbing with pain.
She turned her head and saw Randal standing by the window, his voice kept low as he spoke on the phone.
"Keep an eye on it for me. Let me know the second you find them."
"Scarlett's side is fine; her dad will arrange for me to enter Vanguard."
"As for the club, handle that for me."
...
The moment she heard the word "Vanguard," Willa's heart skipped a beat.
Why on earth was Randal joining Vanguard Properties out of nowhere?
Before she could untangle the connection, Randal seemed to sense she was awake. He whipped his head around, immediately whispering into the phone, "I have to go. She's awake."
He hung up and walked over, reaching out to feel her forehead. His brows knitted tightly. "Why are you still burning up?"
"What time is it?" she asked, her voice sounding even hoarser.
"Two in the afternoon." Randal pressed the call button by the bed. "You've been running a fever this whole time. I'll have the doctor take a look."
Willa offered a faint "hmm" and closed her eyes, her mind still racing over the word "Vanguard," completely unsettled.
The doctor pushed the door open shortly after. The nurse quickly took her temperature. "A hundred and one point five."
The doctor did a brief examination before speaking. "The fracture doesn't seem to have worsened. If you're really worried, we can do another CT scan, but this persistent fever..."
He paused, looking at Randal. "Has the patient suffered any major illnesses in the past, or does she generally have a weak constitution?"
"Her immune system has always been poor. She catches fevers easily."
The doctor nodded in understanding and sighed. "For someone with a compromised immune system, the body's reaction to trauma is far more severe than in a healthy person. The fracture itself triggers inflammation. With her poor immunity, she's much more prone to fevers, and they're likely to be recurring."

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