She tapped her forehead, trying to remember, but everything was a nk.


    Seeing her confused and lost expression, Lizetta yfully flicked her on the forehead and said, "Yeah, lucky younded in the swimming pool! You really should cut back on the drinks, it was terrifying."


    This time it was a fall into the pool, who knows if next time it might be a streak down Main Street?


    "No wonder I''m aching all over. Was it you who pulled me out? Thank goodness for you, Liz."


    Ynda reached out to hug Lizetta, but Lizetta quickly raised her hands to block her, aplicated look on her face.


    "Not quite, it wasn''t me. It was Cassius who jumped in after you and pulled you out."


    "What? You must be kidding me," Ynda said, skeptical.


    How could she believe that? Cassius, with his perpetual scowl like he wished she were dead, would jump in to save her? It sounded like something out of a fantasy.


    "I saw it with my own eyes, absolutely true. Cassius might have a temper, and he''s not always the sharpest tool in the shed, but he''s got a good heart. When you fell in, he tried to grab you but couldn''t, and without a second thought, he jumped from the third floor after you."


    Lizetta recalled an incident at the Hawthorne mansion once.


    Evelina Hawthorne and she had both fallen into the pool, and Remington had chosen to save Evelina, leaving her to fend for herself.


    Cassius had been the one to jump in and rescue her then, too.


    In that regard, Cassius seemed to outshine Remington.


    "Yoli, if you haven''t moved on yet, maybe today''s a good chance to clear things up with Cassius."


    Perhaps Cassius wasn''t as indifferent to Ynda as he seemed.


    Since hearing that Cassius had jumped from the third floor to save her, Ynda''s mind was in a daze.


    She nodded instinctively, just as the bedroom door opened.


    She snapped back to reality and rushed over, worry etched on her face.


    "How is he?"


    The doctor looked grave, casting a deep nce at Ynda before ncing at Lizetta, who had followed.


    He sighed heavily, hesitating before speaking to Ynda.


    "It''s difficult... I''m afraid... Ms. Ynda, Mr. Sterling has instructed me not to tell anyone. If you really want to know you should ask Mr Sterling yourself"  fo s


    With that, the doctor left, his expression sympathetic, carrying his medical bag, leaving an air of helplessness behind.


    Ynda stood there frozen, her face pale, her mind once again nk.


    "Yoli? Are you okay?" Lizetta asked with concern, noticing her friend''s distress.


    Ynda turned to her, forcing a


    bet


    smile, and quickly said, "It''s fine, I''m


    going in to see him. I think you''re


    right, I should talk to him.


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    With that, she opened the door and slipped inside, shutting it with a firm click.


    Lizetta, pondering the doctor''s words and Ynda''s reaction, found the situation increasingly odd.


    She leaned against the door, just like Ynda had, trying to catch any sound from inside.


    As she listened intently, a shadow loomed over her from behind.


    A man''s voice,ced with


    amusement, murmured in her ear, "Liz, eavesdropping isn''t a great habit. But if you''re looking for some excitement, we could always create a little of our own..."  s