As Angeline retreated in fear from a livid Ned, she missed her footing.
She fell down the stairs, followed by a cry from the crowd.
Despite the amplifying noise around her, Angeline could only feel an excruciating pain in her stomach.
She clutched her stomach tightly in pain and felt heat streaming out of her body as though something was slowly flowing out of her.
Angeline wished someone could save her twins—the only family she had left.
"Angie!"
Angeline dazedly spotted Sean rushing toward her through the crowd.
"Sean…"
Angeline reached out a hand to Sean, attempting to tell him to save their babies. But darkness soon consumed her consciousness, and her hand fell limp as she fainted.
"Angie!"
Sean kneeled and wrapped Angeline in his coat.
He carried her and yelled, "Send us to the hospital!"
At the operating theater in the hospital, Taylor hung up his phone and walked toward Sean with a hardened expression.
"Sir, they've checked the surveillance camera. It seems like Ms. Angeline fell down the stairs while trying to back away from something."
"From what?" Sean asked with a blank expression.
"We don't know. It's a blindspot for the surveillance camera. We'll just have to ask Ms. Angeline when she wakes up," Taylor replied.
"Where were the bodyguards during that time?" Sean asked.
Fear crossed Taylor's face as he said, "Ms. Angeline told them to wait outside the conference hall. They only rushed forward when they noticed someone dragging Ms. Angeline away. But when they arrived, she had already fallen down the stairs."
"Useless!"
Anger surged deep within Sean's heart, causing him to flush scarlet and lose his composure.
"Keep searching! And find out where Ned Fletcher was last night!"
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