When Love Finds Its Way Back (Cassienne and Dreston) novel Chapter 308

Chapter Three Hundred And Eight: Center Of A Conspiracy

By the time Dreston arrived at the hospital, the private emergency wing was already fully secured for transfer operations. The atmosphere inside felt controlled. Clinical and precise.

Security personnel occupied nearly every visible position around the restricted floor. No unnecessary movement around. No unauthorized access too. Everything had already been locked down hours ago.

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The moment Dreston stepped out of the elevator, multiple staff members immediately straightened. Several doctors and legal administrators were already waiting nearby with prepared files and digital tablets. Clearly expecting him.

“Good morning, Mr. Tremont.”

Dreston gave only a brief nod before walking directly toward the private consultation area. He did not waste time with greetings.

Inside the secured medical office, several documents had already been arranged neatly across the conference table. The lead physician stood first. “We stabilized her condition overnight,” he explained carefully. “She remains critical but transportable under controlled ICU supervision.”

Dreston lowered his eyes toward the files: Emergency Critical Care Air Transfer Authorization, International Medical Transport Liability Clearance, Patient Relocation Consent, Advanced Intensive Support Approval, And Security Escort Coordination Forms.

Every detail had already been prepared.

One of the hospital attorneys stepped forward next. “These documents authorize the transfer of Miss Ackley from Southvale Central Medical to Simpson Médical Center under private intensive care supervision.”

Dreston signed the first document immediately. Then the second. Then the third.

His signature remained calm and steady throughout. But internally, the weight of what he was doing settled heavily inside him.

Because this no longer felt like simply helping Tina. It felt like moving evidence and moving the center of a hidden war.

Another medical coordinator stepped forward afterward. “The transport KU team includes trauma specialists, a neurological critical care physician, respiratory support staff, and emergency cardiovascular personnel.”

Dreston nodded once. “Good.”

Then he signed the final authorization form.

The moment the last signature was completed, the hospital staff moved immediately into action.

The private ICU hallway transformed into a carefully coordinated operation centre.

Doctors spoke rapidly but professionally around the room.

“Portable ventilator ready.”

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“Cardiac monitor stable.”

“Maintain oxygen support

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“Secure IV access.”

“Prep transport sedation.”

Dreston stood quietly near the doorway watching everything unfold. And honestly, the realism of it all unsettled him more than expected.

Because Tina no longer looked like someone caught in emotional scandals. She looked critically ill. So fragile and human.

Inside the ICU room, specialized transport equipment had already replaced parts of the stationary setup. The hospital bed itself had been exchanged for a mobile intensive care transport unit.

Portable monitors displayed heart rhythm, oxygen saturation, blood pressure, and neurological response readings.

A compact ventilator remained attached carefully near the side of the transport bed. IV medication pumps moved alongside her. Emergency trauma kits had already been secured beneath the mobile ICU unit.

Every movement around Tina was controlled carefully. Measured and precise.

“On my count,” one doctor instructed calmly. “Lift carefully.”

Several members of the critical care team transferred Tina slowly onto the specialized mobile transport platform.

Marianne immediately covered her mouth as tears filled her eyes again. “Oh God…”

Seeing Tina moved like this broke her all over again.

Dreston stepped toward Marianne quietly and steadied her gently before she lost control again. “She’ll make it,” he said softly.

Whether he fully believed it himself

he did not know.

Nearby, Harold Ackley remained much quieter. But his expression had darkened considerably since the previous night.

Not grief alone. But with fear. And Dreston noticed it.

The convoy finally departed the hospital shortly afterward.

The entire movement operation felt almost military. Black SUVs surrounded the specialized medical transport vehicle from every direction while armed security escorts remained positioned throughout the

route.

Inside the mobile ICU ambulance, Tina remained unconscious while the medical team continuously monitored her vitals. Portable cardiac monitors beeped softly. Ventilator support continued steadily. A doctor carefully checked her neurological responses every few minutes.

Dreston followed directly behind in another vehicle with Harold and Marianne. The drive toward the private

airport terminal remained silent for most of the journey.

Until Marianne finally whispered softly, “She was never evil.”

Dreston looked toward her quietly.

“She made terrible choices,” Marianne continued weakly. “But she wasn’t born cruel.”

Dreston lowered his eyes briefly, “I know,”

And strangely – he truly meant it now.

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By the time they reached the private aviation terminal, airport clearance teams had already secured the entire section. No public traffic. No media. No exposure.

Dreston’s private jet waited near the far end of the runway beneath heavy security presence. Large Elegant. Powerful.

But today, luxury was not the focus. Because the rear section of the aircraft had already been transformed into a temporary airborne ICU unit.

Medical support equipment had been professionally secured throughout the rear cabin. Mounted monitors displayed live vitals. Portable oxygen systems remained attached beside the transport bed. Emergency medications had been organized carefully into locked compartments. Respiratory equipment. Defibrillator units. Neurological monitoring support. Backup power systems.

Everything necessary to keep a critical coma patient alive during flight had been prepared.

Even Dreston paused briefly upon seeing it. Because suddenly, the seriousness of everything became impossible to ignore.

The transport team carefully guided Tina up the aircraft lift system afterward while continuously monitoring her condition.

“Maintain head stabilization.”

“Watch the oxygen line.”

“Vitals holding stable.”

down quietly again watching her daughter disappear into the aircraft. And once again,

side her. Steadying her. Supporting her.

ody spoke. Only the distant sound of airport engines and medical equipment filled

aid stepped closer toward Dreston quietly. His voice remained low enough that

“If Tina wakes up…” He paused briefly. Then looked directly at Dreston. “Things s for everyone.”

es narrowed slightly.

as again. That strange certainty. That hidden fear.

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