“What?” Winter froze–she was just friends with Frank, not his sister!


    For J’s part, she did not say much as she studied Winter.


    “Hmm. You do have the looks,” she said, nodding. “Anyway, you and your family should step out for a


    moment. Chief King and I will be examining your mother.”


    They all nodded repeatedly–the chief of the hospital was right there, after all!


    Once they were out, Winter promptly snapped at Fred, “I told you that you shouldn’t have chased Frank


    away. What are you going to say the next time you see him?”


    Fred appeared embarrassed and felt a little guilty, but the way Frank threw shade at Marian still left him


    seething.


    “So what?” he retorted stubbornly. “Do you think we can’t survive without him? You should stop seeing


    him too–the way I see it, he just wants your body.”


    He knew that much was true–Frank was as rich as he was influential. Why else would Frank be nice to


    their family if not for Winter?


    It was not to mention that they both came here together!


    “What…” Winter was speechless, convinced that her brother was measuring Frank’s


    generosity by his own petty standards.


    Just then, Marian had an idea and asked, “Does that man even have a job?”


    “We don’t know, but he does have friends in high ces.” Fred snorted.


    “No, he’s very rich too,” Marian quickly said. “When he came to my dealership, he bought two


    Maybachs–one for himself, and the other for J Zimmer.”


    At those words, Fred wheeled on Winter right then. “You hear that? That man is justvishing any


    pretty face hees across with luxury. Don’t you dare ept anything he gives.”


    Winter quickly tightened her cor.


    Seeing Fred’s attitude, there was even less reason for her to show the thirty million dor ne


    Frank just gave her.


    Before evening arrived, Brock was long gone, and Marian was not bothered to stay.


    Only Fred and Winter were left sitting on the bench outside, dozing off.


    They jolted awake when J and Hali stepped out and quickly asked, “Ms. Zimmer, Doctor King…


    How’s my mother?”


    J breathed a long sigh. “She’s safe, thankfully—she also just woke up. I’ve written a prescription


    here, so follow the routine, and she’ll recover soon enough.”


    She handed the paper and her number to Fred, who took it gratefully.


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    “I’ll be going now if there’s nothing else,” she added. “Call me right away if anything happens.


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    “Okay, okay…” Fred nodded repeatedly and saw her off before heading into the special care ward.


    To no surprise, Carol was awake. One could expect nothing less of Dan Zimmer’s


    granddaughter… J did not need surgery to treat Carol!


    “How do you feel, Mom?” Fred eximed, beside himself with delight.


    Carol nodded as she looked around. “I’m fine… Where am I?”


    It was obviously not her house.


    “This is Riverton City Hospital’s special care ward,” Fred quickly said.


    “What?” Carol eximed, and quickly tried to get up. “What are we doing here? It costs a fortune to


    stay here. Let’s go home right away…”


    Winter promptly pressed a hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry, Mom. Mr. Lawrence arranged this ward


    for you without spending a dime.”


    Carol did a double take and quickly asked, “You mean, Frank Lawrence? The man at our snackbar


    before?”


    Fred hated Frank but nodded exasperatedly. “That’s the one.”


    “W–Why would he go so far for us?” Carol murmured, perplexed.