But any changes Maxwell showed seemed to be a flash in the pan, because right now, his heart rate was perfectly steady, showing zero signs of him waking up.
"Ms. Hayes, I'm so sorry. I made you rush over here for nothing," Winston said, looking deeply apologetic.
I offered her a gentle smile and shook my head. "It's fine. Don't blame yourself."
I was a little disappointed, but honestly, it was overpowered by a profound sense of relief.
I had been terrified that The Rat had gotten to Maxwell, but seeing him perfectly safe put my mind at ease.
From that perspective, this trip was actually a blessing.
I couldn't stay at the care center for too long, though. I pulled Winston aside and instructed her to text me if anything else happened. I also firmly reminded her to keep a close eye on Maxwell and strictly forbid any strangers from entering his room.
She agreed to everything with utmost solemnity. "Don't worry, Ms. Hayes. Leave Mr. Hayes to me. Next time his finger twitches, I promise I'll get it on video for you."
I smiled and nodded.
By the time we finished talking, half an hour had passed. I checked the time and decided to head back.
Given Lewis's driving speed, we would make it back right as Ferris's surgery ended. Then, we could pick him up and head straight to the Sterling Estate. Everything was perfectly timed.
But on the way back, we hit an unexpected traffic jam. Lewis immediately turned around to take an alternate route, which unfortunately cost us some time.
I received a call from the delivery driver saying the milkshakes had arrived. I told him to leave them at the guardhouse and that I would be there soon.
After hanging up, I checked the time again. Ferris's surgery should be wrapping up any minute.




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