Chapter 994
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
I didnât return to the villa that night after my fight with Ashton. That wasnât the main reason for my
absence, though. Summer and Hailey were both in the hospital, and Hailey didnât have any family. I
couldnât ask my Mom to stay with her at the hospital, so I went there instead.
The hospital was shrouded in a gloomy aura; I ended up sleeping fitfully that night. Cameron and
Zachary dropped by early the next morning with some breakfast.
Hailey was recovering well, as was Summer. After greeting Cameron, I left for my appointment with
Brandon.
We met at a heritage eatery that was neither big nor grand. When I arrived, I spied Brandon sitting in
the corner of the eatery. Seated, his posture made him seem shorter and fatter.
He looks just like a wobbly man toy.
He waved and hollered when he saw me. Then, he caught the attention of the eatery owner and
ordered a few oily dishes. I sat down in front of him, not in a rush to speak.
He didnât appear to be in a rush either. Heâd ordered more than ten dishes for the two of us, and he ate
most of the food. He didnât question my lack of appetite. I guess heâs probably used to it. He devoured
his food so quickly I half-suspected that he barely chewed at all. He only spoke to me after we finished
the meal.
Now that the food was gone, he wiped his oil-stained mouth and said, âTake a look at the contract. If
there arenât any issues, you can sign it now.â
He passed a thick stack of papers to me. I was blinded by the rows of complex legalese on the sheets.
I frowned, unable to understand much of the contents of the contract.
At least I could understand the sums in the contract. I counted the number of zeroes and knitted my
brows. âWhy is the cost of the surgery suddenly increased to a million?â
He pursed his lips before cleaning his teeth with a toothpick. âMs. Stovall, I heard from Mr. Murphy that
money isnât a concern to you. Plus, this is a private operation. The operating theatre, doctors, the
equipment; everything has a price. Iâm sure you know how expensive these things are. And hey, what
about compensation for my efforts? I also need money to settle with that kidâs parents. Please, that one
million I quoted you is a discount already.â
I held in my laughter. Heâd managed to make a life-or-death operation sound like a business deal. Still,
I wasnât in a hurry to sign. I looked at him directly and said, âYouâre right. Itâs actually not a big sum. I do
have one request, though. Since this isnât a legal procedure, I want to see the operating theatre, the
equipment, and meet the doctor beforehand. There are two childrenâs lives at stake here, one of which
is my daughter. Iâm sure you understand my concern.â
He frowned slightly. After some thought, he replied, âI need to think about this.â
I nodded. âSure.â
Our discussion ended here. I supposed he had to discuss my request with his boss before he could
give me a firm reply. If Hailey was right, then Brandon was probably acting under Armondâs orders.
After saying goodbye to Brandon, I walked into an alley. After waiting for a short while, I came out of
the alley and followed him. Sometime later, I saw him get into a black Accord. The driver wore a pair of
shades, and he looked vaguely familiar. After a brief greeting, the car moved.
I couldnât walk closer to the car, but luckily the driver rolled down his windows as the car drove off. I
was stunned when I realized who he was.
Dante! Why is he hanging around Brandon? Did he end up working for Armond after Abeâs death?
I only managed to collect myself after the car was out of sight. From what I know about Danteâs
character, he wouldnât hang around Armond since he had a hand in Abeâs death. All these men are
sticklers for loyalty. Abe treated Dante like his own brother when he was still alive. So why would Dante
be chummy with one of Armondâs lackeys? Unless Dante himself is involved in the black market?
Suddenly, I sensed someone behind me. Nerves taut, I broke out in a cold sweat when I realized that I
had nothing to defend myself with.
âScarlett!â The gruff, familiar voice turned my surprise into joy. I turned and saw Danny behind me.
I smiled happily at him and asked, âWhy are you here? Are you ok? How have you been?â Iâd tried to
track him down when I was in A City, but heâd hidden his tracks well as if he was trying to avoid me. I
learned nothing about him and had never expected to bump into him here.
He appeared to have lost some weight, looking much thinner than his usual muscular self. The angles
on his face were sharper as well. With a fairer complexion and a buzzcut, he blended right in with the
residents of this city.