The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1733

As soon as they stepped into the hospital, Jaime's aide was ready to lead him to the elevator for a trip up to the eleventh floor. That's when a man appeared from the nearby corridor, stepping in their way.

"Cole? What's going on?" Jaime's aide asked, clearly annoyed.

Cole's left arm was in a sling, wrapped in bandages and a splint against his chest. Despite his injuries, he carried an undeniable air of authority.

Ignoring the aide, Cole focused on Jaime. "Didn't expect to see you here so late, Mr. Jaime. What's the occasion?"

Jaime's aide frowned, ready to speak up, but Jaime lifted a hand, signaling him to fall back.

"I heard Keir was seriously hurt, so I came to check on him," Jaime said, his hand resting behind his back, his expression as friendly as ever. "Is he doing alright?"

Cole's face showed no change as he gave a polite nod. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Jaime. Keir's stable. The doctors have advised rest, and he's already asleep at this hour. Perhaps another visit time would be better."

"Oh, is that so? I heard Keir was in pretty bad shape," Jaime replied nonchalantly, fiddling with a rosary, making it clear that he knew more than he let on.

Cole managed a tight smile, standing firm. "I think you might have heard wrong. Keir did get hurt, but nothing too serious."

Jaime's eyes flicked to Cole's injured arm, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "If it's nothing serious, why can't I see him? Unless there's something you're trying to keep under wraps?"

Sensing Jaime's less-than-friendly intentions, Cole knew saying more would just fuel the fire. With a steady gaze, he said, "If you insist on going upstairs, I’m afraid that’s not going to happen."

"What kind of attitude is that?" Jaime's aide had had enough, his hand inching towards his waist. "You're just a servant. How dare you block our way?"