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Whatever mistreatment these folks had dished out to Tracy, Ronald vowed to hit them back tenfold–no, a thousand times harder.
He pulled his eyes away and helped Tracy up carefully. “Tracy,e on, let’s get your wound treated first.”
Tracy just shook her head. She stayed silent, but her eyes remained glued to the operating room door.
Ronald
got the
message. He realized no talking would sway her, so he dropped it.
He guided her to a nearby seat, gged down a nurse for some bandages and ointment, and took care of her injuries himself.
All the while, he didn’t spare a word for the Jackman family. After that first icy stare, he treated them like they were invisible.
The group watched Tracy—who, moments ago, had been wild and uncontainable–now sitting still, eerily calm, as Ronald tended to her wounds. An odd unease settled over them. It was as if something precious had been taken away from them.
Norris felt it the most.
He remembered too clearly how Tracy despised strangers getting too close.
Through the years, nobody but the Jackman family and he had ever been allowed to go near her.
Yet here she was, letting this other guy’s fingers graze her skin softly, without a hint of revulsion.
Norris’s face tightened. His stare bored into Ronald’s hands on her, like he might lunge at any
instant.
Erin caught the shift in him first. Tracing his line of sight, her own features contorted in anger.
What was going <i>on</i><i>? </i><i>Ever </i><i>since </i>Tracy’s <i>return</i>, <i>her </i><i>luck </i>had <i>tanked </i><ipletely</i>.
Back when they sent Tracy off to Angelic Etiquette Academy, Erin should have made sure she stayed caged there for good.
Erin put on a fake grin and grabbed Norris’s hand to snap him back. “Norris, I’m so scared.”
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Norris murmured reassurances right away. Just like that, those jealous sparks in his head fizzled out.
The rest of the Jackman family huddled close, doting on Erin with endless care. They fretted over her more than over Franklin, who was still under the knife. Some even suggested getting a doctor to look her over immediately.
Liam hung back in the corner, lost in a fog, skipping the fuss.
He eyed Erin in the middle of the crowd, everyone checking on her. Then his gaze shifted to Tracy, staring nkly at the operating room doors. For once, the lopsided treatment hit him
square.
Until now, he had figured they treated both girls fairly. He med Tracy for being grabby, always chasing what Erin had.
But the favoritism screamed loud and clear.
They were both part of the Jackmans, and Tracy was the one who had grown up with them since childhood, so why did they favor Erin more?
Liam’s mind spun in chaos, as if opposing forces were tearing at his thoughts, threatening to rip him in half.
A pounding headache struck suddenly. He braced against the wall to keep from copsing.
Right then, the operating room doors swung open.
Tracy bolted up first. “Doctor, how’s my grandpa doing?” she asked, voice shaking.
The doctor tugged off his mask. “The injury to Mr. Franklin’s head isn’t severe, but given his age and already fragile condition, the impact took a serious toll.
“We’ve done everything we can, but whether he pulls through now depends on his will to live.”
Tracy sagged, a freezing terror gripping her whole body.
Ronald, trailing right behind, steadied her. He soothed her softly. “Take it easy, Tracy. Mr. Franklin’s a tough one. I bet he’lle through.”
The others took the update hard but not like Tracy. Deep down, they sighed in relief.
They had braced for the worst, even the possibility that Franklin hadn’t survived.
That would have thrown the business into total chaos.
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Erin stood out as the one fuming inside, no relief in sight.
<i>Why </i>can’t <i>that </i><i>old </i><i>geezer </i><i>just </i><i>drop </i><i>dead</i><i>? </i>
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She hid her scowl and beamed brightly. “Oh, what a relief that Grandpa’s stable. If he’d died right before my eyes, I’d carry that guilt forever.
“Doctor, may I go in to see him? I won’t settle until Iy eyes on him myself.”
“No!”
Tracy cut in sharply before the doctor could reply.
She gripped Ronald’s arm for bnce. Her cold eyes raked over the others around her.
“Until Grandpa wakes up, nobody gets close–not a single one of you.”
Benjamin’s expression darkened, and the doctor’s raised brow only added fuel to the fire. “You ungrateful brat, what makes you think you’re the one calling the shots?
“Grandpa has already handed all his people over to me, and now they only follow my orders.”
Tracy brushed off his outburst. She turned straight to Franklin’s guards andmanded them to take turns keeping watch around the clock on his room. Nobody but approved doctors and nurses could step foot inside.
All of Franklin’s medications had to be thoroughly inspected before they were allowed to cross the threshold.
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