Nicole did not expect that her phone would vibrate in her pocket.
Nicole took it out.
There were nearly two hundred missed calls, eighty percent of which were from Daniel, Gloria, and her
brothers, and a few messages from Austin and others, asking her when the tuition would continue.
‘What’s going on?’ she wondered.
Just as Nicole was about to call home, the phone in her hand vibrated again.
It was Daniel.
She picked up the call.
Daniel was used to hearing the unreachable tone when he called Nicole.
He could not react for a moment when he first got through to Nicole until she answered in a flat voice.
“Nicole, you finally answered the phone,” he said, sounding stupefied.
Gloria, who was beside Daniel, heard what he said and abruptly looked up at her husband, her eyes full
of eagerness.
Nicole heard the exhaustion and anxiety in her father’s voice, and she could not help but frown.
“Is something happening at home?”
Daniel had been in the hospital for days, feeling distressed when the doctors told him about Mr. Riddle
Sr.’s increasingly deteriorating condition.
Now that he heard his young daughter’s calm voice, he inexplicably felt more assured and could think
more clearly.
“Nicole, come to San Joto Central Hospital.
Your grandfather has fallen sick.”
Nicole frowned and could not believe that Mr. Riddle Sr., who had always been tough, was ill.
It sounded as if his condition was serious.
Mr. Riddle Sr.
treated her well when she first came home, did not judge her based on rumors, and supported her in her
study.
He always had high expectations for her.
Thinking of Mr. Riddle Sr., Nicole had decided and said to Claus, “I’m sorry.
I’m not going to the Riddle Mansion.
Please send me to San Joto Central Hospital.”
Jared nodded and asked Claus to turn the car around.
He then asked Nicole with a serious face, “Is someone in your family sick?”
“It’s my grandpa.” She nodded.
Jared looked at her and said somberly to Claus, “Hurry up.”
Claus gripped the steering wheel, and he stepped on the accelerator.
The high-performance sports car made a low roaring sound as it drove them straight toward San Joto
Central Hospital,
It took only five minutes for them to reach the hospital.
Nicole got out of the car with Jared behind, comforting her.
“He’s going to be okay.”
Nicole said nothing, Mr. Riddle Sr.
was on the tenth floor.
The two of them hastened to the elevator, where a woman, surrounded by bodyguards, was waiting.
Seeing the two of them approaching, a bodyguard raised an eyebrow and said coldly, “The elevator is
reserved only for our lady’s use today.”
Nicole did not bother to argue with the bodyguard.
She shoved him aside to clear a path for hersell.
The rest of the bodyguards saw her ruthlessness and flinched.
They stood aside, leaving a path in the middle, revealing the woman’s face.
The woman was aggravated, looking in Nicole’s direction.
“Didn’t I tell you all not to let others come near?” There was a surprised look in her eyes when she saw
the person behind Nicole.
“Jared?”
Lyana was here for a medical checkup, not expecting to see Jared here.
She looked a little ecstatic and quickly walked toward Jared.
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