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    A sleek ck Rolls-Royce glided out onto the driveway. Ernest straightened instantly, eyes narrowing, but the tinted windows offered no clue as to who was inside.


    Was it Elissa? Could she be in that car?


    The moment the vehicle merged onto the main road, he gave a sharpmand. “Tail that car. Keep your distance. Don’t let them spot us.”


    “Got it, boss,” one of the men replied, easing their car into motion. “We’ll stay invisible.”


    They knew their craft well. Keeping a safe gap, they followed the Rolls-Royce through the busy downtown streets, then along quieternes that led away from the noise.


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    Before long, the car rolled to a stop at a hospital entrance.


    That was as far as Ernest could go. There was no way for him to go any closer.


    “Boss,” said the bodyguard cautiously. “That ce is a private medical center. Regr visitors aren’t allowed inside… and it’s the same facility Miss Hond once stayed in.”


    “I understand,” Ernest replied with a slight nod.


    It didn’t take much to realize that Savannah must have brought Elissa there for a medical check-up.


    The thought only deepened the unease twisting in his chest.


    Nearly an hour slipped by before the ck Rolls-Royce rolled out of the hospital gates once again.


    Was the appointment finished already?


    Leaning forward, Ernest strained to see through the dark windows, hoping to catch even the smallest glimpse of her, but it was impossible.


    All he could do was follow the car as it made its way back to the quiet house on the outskirts of town.


    As the clock neared noon, one of his men spoke up. “Boss, do you need something to eat?”


    Ernest hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. “No. Forget it. We’re leaving.”


    Sitting around like this wouldn’t help him. He needed a new approach—and fast.


    Two dayster, Savannah gathered the household staff and went over a fewst reminders before turning to her daughter.


    Holding Elissa’s hand, she said gently, “Mom has to go for a while. Promise me you’ll take care of yourself.”


    “Alright,” Elissa replied, giving a small nod. She stayed quiet after that, though the sorrow in her eyes said everything.


    It pained Savannah to leave, but she had little choice.


    “I’ll be back the day after tomorrow. Listen to the caretaker, and if you miss me, don’t hesitate to call me, alright?”


    “Alright.”


    “Good girl,” Savannah muttered with a faint smile. She repeated a few more instructions, making sure nothing was left unchecked, before finally stepping out of the house.


    Once her mother was gone, Elissa slowly rose from her seat and made her way upstairs. The caretaker followed closely, guiding her back into the bedroom.


    “If you need anything, please ring for me.”


    “Alright.”


    Just as she was about to step out, the caretaker seemed to recall something and turned back. “Please don’t open the windows, alright? There’s ongoing maintenance work outside.”


    “Alright. I understand,” Elissa replied with a small nod.


    “In that case, rest well,” the caretaker said kindly before closing the door behind her.


    After the room fell quiet, Elissa moved to therge window and sat down on the sofa, a sketchpad resting on herp.


    At first, she focused on her drawing, her pencil gliding gently across the paper. But soon, her vision blurred, and tears began to fill her eyes.


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