"Given the circumstances, I can’t afford to consider much." Dorothy has braced herself for the worst. "If there's truly no other option, I'll have to take the final step! I'll go to Heather." Heather wasn't entirely fearless.
Heather knows that if she reveals the suspicions about her mother’s death to Everett now, he will surely initiate an investigation into her immediately! Perhaps this could be used as a card to threaten Heather, to keep her from harming Langston! "Dorothy, you're usually so smart; why are you so flustered now? Doing this will only force Heather to take extreme measures, and it won't change anything!" "I can't just sit here and wait for Langston to come back!" Dorothy looked at Kenneth, her face was etched with exhaustion. She was on the verge of going mad! All her plans had been thrown into disarray, leaving her helpless.
"I've told you, have faith in me. I'll handle this for you! I promise Langston won't be harmed. Resume your normal work and daily routine to avoid arousing any suspicion from Everett! Once I locate Langston, I'll bring him to you right away, and then we'll leave.” "But..." "Dorothy! You must have realized by now that if Langston doesn't fulfill his objective, he'll try every possible way to leave you and find Everett again! It's better to let him accomplish what he wants. I believe he will come looking for me." Dorothy had a million worries, which stuck in her throat and unable to voice them.
But she also knew that there was little she could do now.
"Go now, leave the rest to me." Kenneth walked over, patting her on the shoulder. "Abigail is waiting for you." Dorothy remained silent, neither agreeing nor refusing.
She was confused and needed time to think.
In the hospital, Jeffrey was still in the ICU, and visits were not allowed.
Everyone who came could only wait at the door, including Jeffrey's parents.
Everett had sent someone to the airport to pick them up and brought them directly to the hospital.
"What the hell happened, Everett? What did the doctor say about my son's condition?" Jeffrey's mother, Paloma, was crying so hard her eyes were swollen, her hand trembling as she clung to Everett's.
Jeffrey was the only child of the Turner family! "I've already arranged for renowned doctors from abroad to come for a consultation. We'll do everything we can to cure him," Everett said, opting for actions over words, uncertain of how to provide comfort.
Jeffrey's father, Huxley Turner, seemed a bit more composed, his face grim as he stood quietly at the ICU door.
Soon after, Heather arrived.
Seeing Paloma there, she cried even louder than her.
"Huxley, Paloma, I'm sorry!" Heather stepped forward in her high heels, and before she could say anything else, she promptly knelt down before them.
This move shocked the elder Turners.
"What are you doing?" Paloma tried to help her up, but Heather stubbornly remained on her knees.
"I can't deny my involvement with Jefferey’s accident! Because... because of my disagreement with Everett, he came to mediate.
We had a quarrel, and Jeffrey left to find Everett. He was probably too emotional and didn't pay attention to the traffic, so..." Although Paloma was somewhat confused, she got the gist of it.
She glanced at Everett, and her brows furrowed. "You two argued? My dear Jeffrey was too much of a good Samaritan, thinking of you as true friends!"
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