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    “Can you save her? I want her stable. No excuses.” One of the medics wiped his cold sweat.


    He tightened the bandage and regained someposure, though his slightly trembling hands betrayed his nervousness.


    “If we reach the hospital in under thirty minutes, she’ll survive.” Kareem nodded sharply, signaling his approval.


    At Bellflower Hospital, a renowned local hospital, the Sanderson family gathered outside the operating room.


    All eyes anxiously watched the indicator above the door. asionally, their gazes turned toward Harlee.


    Harlee had regained consciousness during the drive but remained eerily quiet, neither speaking nor crying, only sitting motionless.


    When Tonya arrived, Harlee finally broke her silence, her voice trembling.


    “Tonya, I need to find Rhys…”


    Tonya hugged Harlee tightly and whispered, “They’re searching already. Ritchie, Robbie, and Rhys’ men arebing the area. Your brothers have also sent help. We’ll hear something soon.”


    Only the medics and the driver remained with Kareem.


    He had sent everyone he could spare to search the ravine for Rhys.


    By now, the site below the cliff was likely teeming with hundreds of searchers.


    Tonya’s words seemed to calm Harlee slightly, though despair lingered in her eyes.


    Momentster, the operating room light switched off, and the doctor emerged under everyone’s watchful eyes.


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    “How is Nyomi?” someone asked.


    “The patient is stable for now. Whether she regains consciousness depends on her strength,” the doctor replied.


    Would Nyomi wake up? Even the doctor couldn’t say for sure.


    Harlee abruptly stood.


    “Where’s Etta?” Her expression was one of icy resolve.


    Tonya exchanged a look with Brenton. Once he gave a slight nod, she recounted what had transpired with Etta at the Grand Oak Hotel, not omitting that Oaklee had subjected Etta to cruel torment.


    “Harlee, do you wish to see Etta?” Tonya hesitated briefly before adding, “Hale, on the other hand, is being held at a military facility under Aldrich’s watch.”


    Harlee gave no immediate response, her expression unreadable, as though lost in thought. Tonya’s brow furrowed with worry as she watched Harlee’s subdued emotions. She had hoped that mentioning Hale might stir Harlee to action, but Harlee remained silent.


    Tonya wished Harlee would show some sign of vitality, to throw herself into something.


    Her current state was deeply troubling. Tonya knew Harlee wouldn’t seek to end her life simply because Rhys had fallen off the cliff, his fate uncertain.


    Harlee just needed more time to process what had happened.


    So, Tonya tried again, her voice gentle.


    “Harlee, do you want to see Etta or Hale?”


    Harlee shook her head, finally meeting Tonya’s gaze.


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