Chapter 422

Chapter 422:

“Is it really that bad?”

Blanche didn’t hesitate. She rushed toward the next room.

By now, Hadley was in so much pain that forming words was impossible.

“Ms.”

“Save your strength, kid.” Blanche then turned to Elissa. “Did you call the front desk?”

“I did.”

But there wasn’t much that could be done.

Blanche clenched her jaw, making up her mind.

“The roads may be blocked, but are we just going to stand around and watch her suffer? No! We have to get her to a hospital!”

Blanche turned to Elissa. “Help Hadley get changed. I’ll find Derek and have him bring the car. We’ll also need someone to carry her.” Derek Sanchez handled logistics.

“I refuse to believe the traffic police would stop us if they knew this was a real emergency.”

“Got it!”

As Blanche rushed off, Elissa quickly helped Hadley into fresh clothes.

It didn’t take long for Blanche to return.

“Is she ready?”

“Yes, she’s good to go.”

Blanche glanced at the young man standing behind her. “Help Hadley. She’s in no condition to walk.”

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“I understand.”

He stepped forward, and with Elissa’s help, carefully lifted Hadley onto his back.

“Ugh…” Hadley let out a weak groan, squeezing her eyes shut. The pressure against her stomach made the pain worse.

“Hang in there, Hadley. Once we get you in the car, it’ll be easier.”

With Hadley secured, the young man carried her out of the room, while Blanche and Elissa stayed close behind.

Derek had already pulled the car up to the entrance, but the wind and rain were so fierce that he had to wipe his face the moment he stepped outside. “It’s too dangerous to drive in this storm!” he said, his voice laced with concern.

Blanche’s expression tightened. She knew the risks, but there was no way she could just stand there while Hadley suffered. “Ms. Nicolson!”

The young man carrying Hadley hesitated. “If something happens, we’ll be breaking city regulations. They could even sue us for it!”

He had a point. The storm had reduced visibility to less than fifty meters, making driving nearly impossible.

Elissa, noticing Blanche’s hesitation, felt her stomach twist. “Ms. Nicolson?”

Before she could say anything else, a deep, rumbling noise echoed above them. The sound had been there for a while, but the raging storm had muffled it. Now, as Blanche and Elissa lifted their heads, they could finally see something descending through the rain.

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