Chapter 490



Jake’s gaze remained fixed on Kallie’s retreating figure, a deep, unspoken love etched in his eyes. He forced a smile, though it barely masked his inner turmoil.

“I had no intention of letting Anna off the hook so easily. But first, I need to get her out of the country. Don’t underestimate the lengths a mother will go for her child. I’ll take care of this; Kallie doesn’t need to get her hands dirty.”

Thankfully, Sophie was out of danger after the operation. The doctor reassured everyone, stating that her limbs were intact and that, with proper care, she would not suffer any lasting effects.

Despite the frightening appearance of Sophie’s injuries, they weren’t as severe as they might have seemed. Her timely arrival at the hospital had made all the difference. Since Sophie was still a child, her recovery was swift.

However, Sophie’s tender age made her more susceptible to psychological trauma. Kallie needed to be especially vigilant about Sophie’s mental well-being.

Kallie stayed by Sophie’s side for three straight days, anxiously waiting for her to wake up from the postoperative coma. For the past three days, Kallie had only managed to get less than five hours of sleep, only succumbing to sleep when she couldn’t keep her eyes open.

Sophie finally stirred awake on the fourth day.

With her lips cracked and dry, she weakly called out for her mother. Kallie’s heart ached as she looked at her beloved daughter, surrounded by medical instruments and tubes. The sight was heart-wrenching.

Kallie was acutely aware that Jake hadn’t left. He always came while she was asleep or found a spot where she couldn’t see him. He might have thought he was well hidden, but her instincts were sharp, picking up on the faintest trace of his presence. She chose not to mention it as long as he stayed out of her direct line of sight.

Ruth and Tilda arrived at the hospital shortly after. Their faces flushed with tears as they took in the sight of Sophie’s frail condition. Kallie stood up abruptly, feeling a wave of dizziness that nearly caused her to fall.

When Ruth saw Kallie’s exhausted expression, she quickly stepped in to offer support. “Miss Nixon, you look so worn out. Please grab some rest. Your daughter needs you. The competition is about to start. You don’t need to come with me. I can handle it on my own.”

Kallie took a moment to regain her composure. She rubbed her tired eyes and suddenly felt the weight of time. Her energy levels were nowhere near what they had been in her teens or early twenties. After days of sleepless nights, the fatigue was unmistakable.

With a heavy sigh, Kallie expressed her concern, “Jenny is bound to stir up trouble. I’m really worried about you going there alone.”

Ruth offered a reassuring smile and patted Kallie on the shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’ve learned so much from you. How can I stay in the Turner Group if I can’t handle it?”

Kallie reluctantly agreed when she saw Ruth’s determination. She provided Ruth with additional instructions before allowing her to leave.

But amidst all this, they brought Kallie some good news: Tilda had managed to slip into the nursing home associated with Jenny. Jenny’s father had never been particularly caring, and Jenny herself was no different. Jenny had only seen Tilda a handful of times in her life, and that was back when she was just a child.

With Jenny’s memories of Tilda’s face long faded, Tilda found it easy to infiltrate the nursing home unnoticed. After some inquiries, Tilda discovered Tyrone’s whereabouts. He was indeed staying with Jenny, but for some reason, he wasn’t living with the other elderly residents.

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