Luca pushed the door open and smiled as she looked at Tommy, who had knocked on the
door. "Yes?"
"Ms. Luca, I can't sleep. Can you read a bedtime story for me?" asked Tommy as he lifted
his head. He had too much fun during the daytime, and the fascinating marine show
during the evening made him too wound up to fall asleep.
However, his usual bedtime routine reminded him that it was time to sleep. Otherwise, he
would feel tired at school tomorrow.
After giving it some thought, Tommy went to find Luca, hoping that she could read him a
bedtime story with her gentle voice. It could help him sleep peacefully.
Luca nodded and agreed. She glanced back at Luke, who was sitting on the bed with a
face brimming with unfulfilled desires. She said, "Let me read a bedtime story for him
first."
Luke slowly nodded. His expression was still gloomy, but he had no choice as it was his
son's request.
After all, it was just a bedtime story. He could wait for her.
Luca smiled, held Tommy's hand, and walked toward his bedroom.
Once they entered his bedroom, she picked a new book and began reading.
Luca slowly narrated the story with her gentle voice. Tommy's excited mood gradually
calmed, and his eyes were closing.
Half an hour later, Luca closed the book. As she listened to the rhythmic sound of the
child's breathing, she tucked him in. Then, she rose to her feet and closed the door behind
her.
Luca did not return to the master bedroom immediately. Instead, she went into Lanie and
Rainie's bedroom to check on them. When she saw them asleep, she walked back to the
master bedroom, feeling relieved.
Luke leaned against the bedside, reading his book. Half an hour had gone by, and he
seemed to be in a better mood. Still, when Luca met his dark eyes, she knew that there
was no way she could avoid him tonight.
"Are they asleep?" Luke stood up and walked toward Luca, wrapping his arms around her
slender waist.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Yes. They're asleep," answered Luca.
As the night deepened, a profound darkness settled in. The very air in the bedroom
seemed to be gradually infused with a whisper of romantic intimacy....
On the other hand, the private hospital was surrounded by a swarm of reporters. If an
ambulance were to come out from inside, a convoy of reporters' vehicles would surely
follow.
Inside the hospital's director's office, Karen stood there with a cold expression on her face.
"What kind of mess have you made? This won't work, and that won't work either. What do
we need to do to get my son out of here?"
The director rushed to the hospital when he received the news. The hospital's
management team, who were aware of the situation, were all present. They knew that
they needed to get Pierre out of the hospital. However, every proposed plan had been
rejected.
Even the plan of attempting to use an ambulance to draw the reporters' attention could
not work, as it would certainly be discovered by the reporters. They definitely could not
take a normal car.
Therefore, half an hour had passed since the news broke out, and Pierre was still in the
hospital ward, unable to be transported.
The director felt helpless when he heard Karen questioning him. If he was not mistaken,
the police would arrive soon.
If the police found Pierre in the hospital, the hospital would also be in trouble.
After all, Pierre's identity was sensitive at the moment. Even though he was not yet
convicted, he remained a suspect in an economic crime.
The hospital would be suspected of hiding information and harboring a suspect of
economic crimes.
"Madam Mallory, don't worry. We're trying to to find a solution," answered the director as
he massaged his throbbing temples.
He had the tenacious Karen on one side, and on the other, the media and the cops.
Suddenly, he stood up and declared, "In any case, we must get Mr. Pierre out of here."
After Pierre's condition stabilized, the hospital director suggested that he be discharged
and sent back to the Mallory manor for recuperation. However, the Mallory family was
reluctant to do so, believing that staying in the hospital would lead to a better recovery for
Pierre.
Unable to withstand the Mallory family's influence, he had no choice but to agree.
Now, the Mallory family was pressuring him again to find a solution. He felt overwhelmed,
unable to come up with a good plan.
The management team of the hospital exchanged uneasy glances with each other. They
were at a loss too. Using a normal car to transport him was out of the question, and an
ambulance would not work either. The number of reporters outside was greater than the
number of ambulances they had...
A helicopter was also not an option. Even though it could get Pierre out, it would draw too
much attention. The police would investigate later. If they found anything, the hospital
would be in trouble.
"Director, Madam Mallory, maybe we should hide Mr. Pierre somewhere else," suggested
one of the personnel in the management team.
The police were about to arrive. They would search the hospital. If the hospital firmly
denied it, the police would not be able to find him. If they could not find him, all of them
would be safe.
"Where?" asked Karen
The person who proposed the idea pondered for a moment. Then, he cautiously said,
"Nowhere is safe to hide. The police will conduct a thorough search. The safest place
might be the morgue."
"No way!" Karen immediately opposed it when she heard him mentioning the morgue.
"That's where bodies are stored. Are you trying to jinx my son?"
Leaving Pierre in a place full of corpses was not just something she disagreed with. Even
Pierre would be unwilling.
"But that's the least likely place for the police to search now," the man argued. He thought
Pierre pretending to be a dead body there might be safer for him.
After all, the police would not search that thoroughly in the morgue.
"Or..."
The director thought this suggestion made sense and was about to persuade Karen when
a voice of opposition rang out, "No way."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKaren turned around to see Percy standing at the doorway with a gloomy expression on
his face. "How did you get in here?!"
With all the reporters outside, Percy being here would only confirm Pierre's presence here.
"I disguised myself. The reporters didn't know it was me," replied Percy. He had expected
this. Not only did he not drive his own car, but he also went the extra mile to disguise
himself.
That was why the reporters did not recognize him as Percy Mallory.
"You're not taking Pierre's life seriously by doing this," Karen disregarded what he said and
accused him.
Percy seemed to ignore what Karen said. He walked toward the hospital director and said,
"We can't hide him in the morgue. The police haven't arrived yet, but they're probably
preparing a search warrant."
Once the search warrant was issued, even the morgue filled with bodies would be
meticulously checked.
It was not that the police were targeting the Mallory family, but Pierre had escaped for a
while now, and they were growing impatient. Moreover, with the ongoing media coverage,
this incident would further infuriate the public. It would lead to increased police efforts.
If Percy guessed it correctly, there were undercover officers among the reporters outside.
As Percy said that, the hospital director and a few management personnel looked troubled
at the same time.
In that case, it would be difficult to hide Pierre. No matter where they placed him, the
police would likely find him.
After all, this was a hospital, not a private space with secret rooms that outsiders were
unaware of.
"So, what shall we do?" The director ran out of ideas. Hence, he could only look at Pierre
He could not afford to offend the Mallory family.
As for the police, he could not afford to get on their bad side either. If public opinion got
skewed against them, would the hospital still be able to treat patients?
In order to provide superior service to the wealthy, they hired professional doctors and
nurses, which led to significant monthly expenses in terms of salaries. If this situation blew
up, they would lose many patients, and the hospital would soon struggle to make ends
meet...