Chapter 962: Chapter 962

Chapter 962:

“I’ve tasked Raymond with tracking down the hospital where Conroy is being treated. I’m trying to get in touch with the doctor who diagnosed him, but he’s adamant that Conroy has a heart condition,” Bryan explained.

The hospital was under the control of the Aston family, but Bryan chose not to tell Eileen about this.

“He was still able to argue with me that day, so how could he possibly have a heart condition?” It was easy for Eileen to come to the conclusion that Conroy was pretending to be sick.

She freed her ankle from Bryan’s grasp and sat up on the bed, her expression dark.

“We’re working on a plan to get Conroy to repay the debt, one way or another,” Bryan assured her.

“The real issue is that those workers will be on edge every day, waiting for payment,” Eileen said.

After a moment’s thought, she added, “I can’t just drop it. I’ll use EB Group’s funds to pay the workers, and then, after Conroy pays the money back, I’ll transfer the funds back through VQ Group.”

“Whatever you want,” Bryan responded.

He gently stroked her long hair and suggested, “Why don’t you head downstairs for breakfast first?”

As his fingertips grazed from her scalp down to her earlobe, Eileen’s heart melted. She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned in close, and whispered, “Now, will you take me to freshen up and get ready for the day?”

ⱠⒶⵜẸŞ₸ ₡Ḥ₳₱₸ɆⱤŞ ⱻ g𝒶lnovєl𝑠.𝑐ᴏm “Okay.” Bryan gently led her into the bathroom while she washed her face and brushed her teeth. Thirty minutes later, Eileen headed downstairs to find Leyla and Gabriela lounging in the living room, watching TV. She made her way to the dining room for breakfast, occasionally exchanging conversation with Gabriela.

While having breakfast, her phone rang. It was Dalores calling, and she sounded worried.

“Eileen, please come to the hospital right away. Emerson’s condition has taken a turn for the worse. He suddenly developed a high fever and has been transferred to the ICU. I’m getting really scared.”

“Okay. I’ll be right there.” Eileen took one last bite of her sandwich and then hurried upstairs to change into clothes before making her way to the hospital.

She couldn’t imagine how desperate and worried Dalores must be feeling right now. Worried that she might become too emotional, Bryan accompanied her and offered words of comfort on the way to the hospital. “If you can’t keep a level head, Dalores will fall apart completely.”

“I know,” Eileen said, taking a deep breath and composing herself.

However, upon arriving at the hospital and seeing Dalores sobbing in the waiting area outside the ICU, Eileen almost couldn’t stay composed. Dalores’ hair was disheveled, her eyes were red and puffy, and her eyelashes were clumped together from crying so much.

“Eileen, you’re here…” Dalores sat up, grasping Eileen’s hand and recounting the events in a trembling voice.

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