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    After seeing that her mother was alright, Elsa gave a brief greeting and said to Bess, “I’m heading upstairs to see Kenny. He’s being discharged today.”


    Bess replied, “Go ahead. I’ll take care of Belen here.”


    She then cast a quick, dismissive nce at Gracie, barely acknowledging her presence.


    Gracie offered a polite smile and said, “Thank you for taking such good care of her.”


    Bess shot back, “Looking after my own grandmother is my responsibility. You make it sound like you belong to the family and I don’t.”


    Gracie was rendered speechless. She could see that Bess favored Brenna and clearly didn’t want her around.


    Elsa hadn’t left yet and picked up on the tension. She scolded Bess, “Watch your attitude, Bess!”


    Turning to Gracie, Elsa tried to smooth things over. “Don’t pay attention to her. She just speaks before she thinks, but she isn’t trying to be mean.” Bess rolled her eyes and fell silent.


    Elsa and Gracie then went to Kenny’s hospital room together.


    Once the two of them had left, Bess vented to her grandmother, saying, “Why does Elsa keep dragging that outsider around? Gracie doesn’t belong to our family, yet she always shows up in front of us. Doesn’t she realize nobody in our family wants to see her?”


    Belen answered with a calm smile, “She’s hoping to marry Ethan, but I don’t think Ethan has any feelings for her.”


    “Brenna is much better than her. She’s so gentle and beautiful, and her brother is famous! Grandma, do you know Dalton?” Bess’ expression lit up as she mentioned Dalton.


    Belen chuckled. “I’ve never heard of him. Do you have a crush on him?”


    A dreamy smile spread across Bess’ face. “Yeah. If only I could marry Dalton…”


    Belen took her words seriously. “Bring him over someday so I can see if he’s really suitable for you.”


    A bright smile lit up Bess’ face. “He’s Brenna’s older brother, and honestly, I think he’s the most handsome man alive. Grandma, you’ll see—once you meet him, you’ll be impressed by him.”


    A sigh escaped her lips as she continued, “But why hasn’t Brennae bytely? I really want her to take me to see Dalton. When do you think she’ll visit again?”


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    Elsa guided Gracie toward the entrance of Kenny’s hospital room. The corridor was eerily silent, save for the soft hum of a janitor’s mop gliding across the floor.


    Elsa pressed her ear against the door, straining to catch any hint of activity within, but was met with absolute stillness. Confused, she murmured, “Why is it so quiet in there?” She exchanged a nce with Gracie, who mirrored her action, leaning close to the door to listen.


    The silence was deafening. Typically, at this time, the ward would buzz with the chatter of doctors making their rounds. But today was different.


    Gracie nudged the door open, revealing a pristine room stripped of Kenny’s possessions.


    A young man lounged on apact couch inside. Elsa immediately recognized him as Phil Diaz, one of Emmett’s trusted aides.


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