A smile briefly bloomed across Lucianaâs face, only to dissolve into tears.
Despite everything, she felt comforted knowing that Mitchelâs legacy lived on in Janey.
Seeing Luciana upset, the driver asked, âMaâam, should we follow?â
Luciana, wiping her tears, answered, âNo.
â Raegan was taking great care of Janey, and Luciana felt she shouldnât interfere.
Luciana quickly instructed, âTo the police station.
â
Luciana felt compelled to personally check the updates of Katieâs case.
The Glyn family held a lot of sway, and Katie had managed to find a legal loophole that kept her from being directly involved.
It was likely Katie would be released soon.
However, Luciana was determined not to let Katie get away so easily.
Katie was detained for at least 48 hours.
As they drove, Luciana broke the silence.
âDoes Katieâs bodyguard have any other family members?â
The driver answered, âWeâre currently checking on that, maâam.
It appears he has a mentor who is almost like a father to him.
â
âLocate him,â Luciana commanded sharply.
âYes, maâam,â the driver promptly replied.
Luciana turned her gaze toward the window, her mind burdened with worry.
She held onto a slender hope, believing in Raeganâs firm conviction that somehow, Mitchel was still fighting for his Life.
Meanwhile, in the sterile confines of a biological laboratory, a striking man lay unconscious on a spotless hospital bed.
His complexion was ghostly pale, his lips a dull gray.
A person in sterile clothes watched over him, concern marking his face as he turned to a female doctor.
âIs there really nothing more we can do?â The voice carried an edge of desperation.
The female doctor shook her head.
âWe werenât quick enough,â she lamented.
âHis body was already poisoned, and the cold has intensified the poisonâs effects after a day and night in the ocean.
â
âIntensified?â Luis looked puzzled.
âI thought there was a month before the first critical phase?â
The doctor replied with a sigh, âThereâs no more time.
If he doesnât regain consciousness soon, he might complete the first treatment phase in his sleep.
â
Luis paled at the doctorâs words.
Grasping the doctorâs arm tightly, his legs almost gave out beneath him.
The doctor steadied him before he could fall.
âPlease, stay strong,â the doctor cautioned.
Luisâ plea was desperate.
âPlease, do something.
Heâs just made amends with his desired one.
Theyâve only just begun to enjoy better days.
He canât die now.
â
âLuisâ¦â The doctorâs expression softened.
Having known Luis for years, she was aware he seldom sought favors.
Yet, for his friend, Luis pled like this.
âYou know me.
If I had no intention of saving him, I wouldnât have let you bring him to my lab,â the doctor said.
âAs researchers, weâre drawn to such unique cases.
I wouldâve pursued this even without your urging.
But for nowâ¦
The doctor paused, a serious tone taking over.
âAll we can do is wait for him to wake up before we can continue with the research.
â
A glimmer of hope sparked in Luisâ eyes.
There was still a chance.