"No need, it''s just a time sink," Mirabe said with a shrug. "Oh, and be ready with the consultation fee."


    Conrad paused when he heard thatst bit, then managed a quick, "Okay," but before he could say anything else, the call ended abruptly.


    Staring at his phone, Conrad realized he had no choice but to head to the hospital. He promptly called Austin.


    Austin was at the Cunningham family estate, rubbing his temples with a look of deep concern, sitting silently on the sofa for what felt like ages.


    Aaron, sitting nearby, sighed internally and poured hot coffee into Austin''s cup. "Mr. Austin, try not to worry too much. Donald''s got a knack for pulling through tough spots."


    Austin just shook his head without saying a word.


    The butler, seeing this, chimed in, "Didn''t you mention Mr. Keller was reaching out


    to his mentor for help? His mentor''s a vice-president, so hopefully, we''ll hear something soon."


    Austin was restless, having waited for hours without any news. If there had been a breakthrough, Conrad would have likely called by now.


    With a deep sigh, Austin put down his hand, grabbed his coffee cup, and downed it, still not speaking.


    Just then, his phone rang. His hand froze mid-air, then he quickly set the cup down and fished out the phone from his pocket. Seeing the caller ID, a flicker of hope sparked in his eyes, and he answered eagerly.


    The butler, watching, instinctively held his breath, his eyes glued to Austin as he took the call.


    "...Alright, I''ll head over right now. Thanks, Mr. Keller," Austin said, his voice tinged with excitement. Hanging up, he jumped to his feet and grabbed his coat. "Aaron, I''m off to the hospital. Mr. Keller''s found a renowned doctor."


    Aaron''s face lit up at the mention of the renowned doctor. "I knew Mr. Keller woulde through. Mr. Austin, I''lle with you."


    Austin nodded and called Kitty.


    Kitty was still at the hospital. Austin asked her to meet the renowned doctor at the entrance.


    **


    After climbing into the car, Mirabe told the driver, James, "Skip going home for now. Let''s head to General Hospital."


    "Who''s sick?" James asked, surprised.


    Mirabe, in high spirits, tapped her knee lightly and replied, "Gotta earn a living somehow."


    James chuckled at her cheerful demeanor. "Makes sense," he said with a grin, starting the car and heading toward the General Hospital.


    The school wasn''t far from the hospital, just a straight shot down the road, taking about twenty minutes.


    Once they parked, Mirabe turned to James, "I''ll be quick. Maybe wait in the car?"


    She worried his presence might mess with her getting paid.


    James rested his hand on the steering wheel, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Sure thing."


    Mirabe nodded, unbuckled her seatbelt, and stepped out of the car.


    As she made her way to the hospital, she called Conrad to get the exact location.


    Conrad, still en route, told her to head to the main entrance, saying the patient''s family was already there.


    Mirabe hung up and walked to the main entrance at a leisurely pace.


    *


    Meanwhile, after getting Austin''s call, Kitty went downstairs to greet the guests,


    with her trusted aide, Jules, by her side.


    The two had been waiting at the entrance for over ten minutes.