Chapter 2084


    Fitch and Martin, relief etched across their faces, were like survivors of a catastrophe, grateful for every


    breath they took.


    Only Serena maintained a facade of calm, though inside her, a storm raged.


    As a nurse wheeled out a gurney, Fitch quickly approached it. Leaning over, he whispered tenderly,


    “Diana, can you hear me? It’s Fitch, I’m here for you.”


    “The anesthesia hasn''t worn off yet, she’s still unconscious and can''t hear you,” the nurse informed


    him. “Family members, please follow me. There are a few things you need to know.”


    Fitch hurried to keep pace with her. “What things?”


    “Are you a rtive?” the nurse nced at him and continued, “I''ll show you how to read some of the


    equipment and vital signs in the ICU. That way, you''ll know when to ring for help and when there’s no


    need.”


    Fitch followed her into the room.


    Serena tugged at Martin’s hand anxiously, “Shall we go?”


    Fitch was too intimidating, and she couldn''t bear another second in his presence.


    Although Martin wanted to stay with his sister, considering the hostility between Fitch and Serena, he


    decided to head back to the sixteenth floor where his parents were staying.


    He arranged for a VIP room for Serena to rest in after her bath. When time came to sleep, he gave her


    the bed and unfolded a cot for himself.


    Meanwhile.


    Arabe had Stinger locked up in the basement of Reflections Vi.


    Since the incident with Erik, she had increased security, making it the safest ce to keep an eye on


    their captive.


    Once the cap and mask were removed, Stinger revealed a face that was young yet weathered,


    indifferent, and numb. His eyes were devoid of human emotion, making him seem callous and


    detached.


    Arabe had noticed the distinctive knife scar on his hand when she captured him at the airport. His


    features matched the clues they had, leaving no doubt that he was the one who paid Ynda to


    “You told Ynda you were my enemy, that you wanted me dead more than she did, but couldn''t show


    yourself. I don’t know you, though. We have no history,” Arabe confronted him.


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    Stinger’s expression remained impassive, silent in the face of her usations.


    It was as if he was waiting for death, his lifeless gaze betraying no hint of vitality.


    “Damn it, my boss is talking to you!” Jack punched him in the stomach, annoyed by theck of


    response.


    Stinger merely winced in pain but made no sound.


    Arabe gave him a look, signaling him to stop.


    At that moment, a bodyguard hurried over, “Ms. Be.”


    He seemed to have urgent news. Content of Drаm??ovels.cоm


    “Yes, boss,” Jack responded, standing guard.