(Author’s POV)
"It must be on the back seat, why?" Yelena asked while starting the car. Myra pursed her lips and said, "It isn’t here."
Yelena smacked her forehead, recalling, "Ohh yeah~ ... I remember now. You kept it on the table, inside the hospital room. Must have forgotten to pick up in all that drama."
Myra recollected the moment as well.
They have already covered a lot of distance from the hospital. If they were to go back there and then return to Red Stone, it would eat up a lot of their time. The peak traffic hours wouldn’t help their case either.
Seeing that Yelena was about turn back, Myra spoke first, "It’s okay. We can make a call and ask them to keep it safe and pick it up another time." She was already worried for Yelena, as the latter had barely slept.
"But isn’t that Aunt Sandra’s favourite lunch box?" Yelena remarked. The teal lunch box was a gift from Sandra to William. She had handcrafted the outer layer with delicate colors and floral patterns herself. You could say~ .... it was one of a kind.
After much contemplation, Myra uttered, "I will explain to mom."
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Inside the Larson mansion, after the call ended, Chris remained rooted to his spot. When Yelena told him her name, he instantly knew who she was. After all, .... he was getting all the updates from Gunnar.
He was aware of the fact that she had spent a night tending to his young master at the hospital. That is why, out of basic courtesy, he said that to her. Otherwise, if it were someone else, he would have straightaway ended the call.
"Secretary Shadow? Secretary~ ...." Someone’s voice interrupted his thoughts. He turned around and said, "Yes, Dr. Maxwell. How is young master coping now?"
"He is running a fever, currently 105°F. Although I have given him the fever reducers as well as the painkiller for his arm wound, you need to be extra careful. Stress and tension may worsen his condition, so my advice is to avoid any topic that could cause that," Dr. Hale Maxwell stated.
Chris nodded in understanding, glancing at Fabian, who resembled a plain white paper sheet, thin and pale.
"I will be taking my leave now. If anything happens, give me a call. I will be at the infirmary," with that Dr. Maxwell exited the scene. The moment the door closed with a click, Chris called out, "Gunnar~"
Gunnar, who has been waiting for orders, stepped out of the shadow, "Yes, Secretary Shadow."
".... I have~ .... a task for you," Chris spoke, his voice eerily calm.
"Give me the orders," Gunnar uttered, his head lowered.
"I will be going away for two days. In my absence, you will need to handle the situation here. Can you do it?" Chris questioned, eyeing him observantly.


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