Chapter 634

Chapter 634

After hanging up the phone, he relayed the message to Brayden and

said, "Brayden, take Jenna back with you. I'll stay here." He wanted to

be there for Sylvia when she came out. He couldn't bear to leave her

alone.

"How could we possibly leave?" Jenna's eyes glinted with

determination. "Brayden, I don't want to go. I want to stay here."

Brayden nodded in agreement. "We won't leave. It may be cold at

night, but at least there's heat inside."

"Okay," Franklin said as he looked through the glass but saw nothing

inside.

Time passed slowly as they waited anxiously.

Sylvia stayed by Cody's side with two prison guards who were

struggling to keep their eyes open from exhaustion.

Yadiel glanced over at Sylvia who still looked spirited despite being up

all night and admired her resilience. "How does she have so much

energy? Do all beautiful women have this kind of stamina?"

“I'm so tired,” Kian said as he leaned towards Yadiel for support while

they both dozed off.

As dawn approached, Cody slowly opened his eyes while lying on a

hospital bed, feeling a throbbing headache that felt like an explosion in

his head.

He stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment before realizing that his

prison bed wasn't like this - it had another bunk above him... why was

there only a ceiling now?

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice say, "Cody, are you awake?"

He turned abruptly and saw Sylvia sitting next to him looking stunningly

beautiful; her face caught his attention immediately causing him shock,

"Sibbie? What are you doing here?"

"You're sick... very sick," Sylvia replied, looking up briefly at the IV bag,

which had been refilled three times. After this IV drip was finished,

Cody could recover quickly and suffer less from pain or iliness.

"How could they let you come in here?" Cody asked, still surprised by

her presence.

“I'll leave when the sun rises," she replied, glancing over at two nearby

sleeping guards who finally succumbed to fatigue.

"Cody, listen carefully,” Sylvia continued speaking softly but firmly, "We

will find a way to save you and clear your name. We've found the

Carson family and the Wilson family targeting you; we will also find

evidence that can help prove your innocence.”

"Sibbie..." Cody was shocked, "the Carson family? the Wilson family?"

He had guessed that Clark would retaliate against him, after all, he had

been checking the Wilson Group.

It was just that he didn't expect Clark to strike so ruthlessly and quickly!

"Yes, this is a bottle of RL 133. You put it away. If you feel unwell, just

take one pill." Sylvia stuffed the medicine bottle she carried with her

into Cody's hand.

"RL 133? It sounds familiar..." But suddenly Cody couldn't remember

when and where he heard it.

Cody frowned, his head still aching.

"It's just medication for strengthening your body,” Sylvia said lightly.

If anyone in the Bennett family heard it, they would be envious of Cody,

for he could take such precious pills.

"Cody, there's something I've always wanted to ask Yasmin face to

face, but I don't think she might tell me." Sylvia hesitated, staring at

Cody with clear eyes.

Cody was startled, and looked at her with some doubts, "What do you

want to ask?"

“You should also know that Monica Evans is my mother. When I was

recognized by the Evans family, Yasmin also knew it. Why didn't she

tell me that she and my mother were best friends?"

This had always confused Sylvia.

She heard Tiana said that when she was studying, she, her mother and

Mrs. Wright were good friends.

Why didn't Mrs. Wright tell her that she and Monica were good friends?

Cody didn't expect Sylvia to ask this question.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across his haggard face.

“Your mother Monica is a very good, outstanding woman. Yasmin has

always been a good friend with your mother, and your mother has

helped her a lot."

“Yet Yasmin is so sentimental that she couldn't accept the reality when

your mother passed away. She shed tears every day, and even

suffered from depression for a while. Later... I asked someone to

hypnotize her. In her memory, she only has a good friend who has

passed away, but she doesn't remember her good friend's name."

“Yasmin only had a vague memory of Monica. That's why she didn't

react when the Evans family announced your relationship with them at

the auction.”

“I'm sorry, Sibbie... I didn't want to lose her. Even without that part of

her deep friendship memories with your mother, she still feels it. She'll

make the pork rib soup your mother taught her and she can't help being

good to you. It was my selfishness that resulted in all this..."