"I know. I'm just rushing them on purpose, so they'll stay focused and be more efficient," Caspian said.
"Well, you're Lord Caspian. Since you've given the order, I'm sure they won't slack off. You don't need to keep calling Laina every few minutes. You're only making her more stressed," Willow chided.
Caspian nodded in agreement.
…
Back at Churron, Fergus and Lacey were still at the hospital.
It was 10:00 pm when Blake finally regained consciousness.
"Mom! Dad! Why can't I see anything out of my right eye? Am I a disabled person now? I don't want to live anymore!" Blake wailed.
"Don't worry, Blake. We'll find a way to treat your eye," Lacey promised.
"But the doctor already said that my eye is too damaged. I can't regain my vision," Blake wailed again.
"There's one way to treat you. We just need to get you an eyeball transplant. Don't worry about this. We'll find a donor for you," Lacey assured.
She wasn't going to tell Blake the truth, of course.
"Stop trying to lie to me, Mom! Who'd donate an eyeball? Plus, it has to come from a living donor," Blake said.
"You have nothing to worry about, Blake. Your father and I will find a way. Your father has already instructed his people to find the guy who attacked you," Lacey said.
"That's easy, Dad. There are surveillance cameras everywhere, aren't there? You just have to check the footage," Blake said.
"That's right. I've gotten people to start looking. I'm sure we'll be receiving the news soon enough," Fergus said.
"There was a high schooler, too. She was wearing a school uniform. I'm sure you can get to him by tracking her down," Blake added.
"Don't worry, Blake. I'll deal with this. Now, tell me the truth. Why did that guy beat you up?" Fergus asked. He had a feeling Uriah didn't tell the whole truth.
Blake answered, "Uriah, Scott, and I went to the farmhouse to hang out. We had a few drinks there. When we were driving back, the storm got too heavy, so I couldn't see clearly. We ended up crashing into this mother-daughter duo.
"One of the headlights on my Maybach was damaged, so I wanted them to pay for it, but they said they didn't have any money, so I got Uriah and Scott to beat them up."
"You were driving under the influence?" Fergus exclaimed in shock.
"I only drank a little bit! I didn't think I'd run into someone! They were riding a sorry-ass bicycle! I couldn't see them," Blake explained helplessly.
"You're right. These peasants riding around on bicycles are such an eyesore. They're ruining our city's image," Fergus said.
"Well, my Maybach got damaged, too, so isn't it normal that I give them a good beating to vent my anger?" Blake continued.
"Yes, of course. Since they couldn't pay you, they deserved to be taught a lesson," Fergus agreed.
"What happened after that?" Lacey asked.
"Well, some bastard came rushing up to us and started beating all three of us up!"
Naturally, Blake didn't tell the truth. He couldn't possibly say that he only got beaten up because he had tried to rape Cecilia.
"That bastard! What a lowlife!" Lacey fumed.
"That's right! He even said he didn't care that you're the real estate tycoon, Dad," Blake added.
"What an arrogant bastard. I'll be humiliated if I don't put him in his place!" Fergus growled.
Just then, a few men came rushing in.
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