The hospital staff sitting behind the reception desk, with short ck hair and sses, greeted Lucas Donovan in a friendly manner.

"Good morning, sir. How may I help you?"

"Morning. I need to trouble you to check something for me."

"Yes, please," the staff answered.

"I justnded in this city and received a call that my wife is being treated in this hospital. But I don’t know her room number. Can you help me check it?" Lucas asked in a friendly voice, followed by a polite smile.

"Sure, sir..." The hospital staff returned Lucas’ friendly smile as she typed something on the keyboard, her eyes fixed on theputer screen before her. She asked, "Sir, may I know your wife’s name?"

"Natalie Wright—"

The hospital staff typed Natalie’s name, but then her expression changed. She seemed confused, as there was no Natalie Wright in the system.

She looked at Lucas Donovan and said, "Sir, can you spell your wife’s name again? I might have typed it wrong because I can’t find her name."

The result was still the same when she typed after hearing Lucas Donovan spell Natalie’s name.

’Did this mane to the wrong hospital?’ she wondered.

"Is there a problem?" Lucas Donovan asked when he saw the hospital staff’s confused expression and didn’t say anything; it seemed she was having difficulty finding something.

"Sir, there’s no patient with the name Natalie Wright."

"Are you sure? My wife texted me; she said she was admitted to this hospital. But when I called her back, her phone was inactive," Lucas Donovan said, pretending to be worried. Then, he leaned closer to the man beside him. "Are you sure my wife is here?" he whispered.

"Master, Ms. Wright is admitted to the VIP facility," the man whispered back.

Lucas was surprised to hear that. How could Natalie get VIP ess in this hospital? Did she know someone here?

After a few more seconds of trying to remember if his wife knew anyone close enough for them to help her, he couldn’t think of anyone except the Sinir family. But it’s unlikely that Natalie would receive any special treatment from them, right?

He set aside his curiosity and refocused on the hospital staff.

"Miss, can you check your VIP patient? My wife might be admitted there," Lucas asked again.

The staff nodded at him but said nothing. Then, she looked at her monitor and typed Natalie’s name. It didn’t take long; what she saw surprised her. She saw the name Natalie Wright, but the information about her was still limited.

She couldn’t ess the patient’s data and room number. She only knew Natalie Wright had been admitted to their hospital and that the person’s status was already checked out.

"Sir, your wife was admitted to our hospital as a VIP patient, but she checked out an hour ago."

Lucas Donovan’s shoulders dropped at hearing that.

’That bitch checked out!? Did she know I found her?’ He left the hospital in anger.

***

Meanwhile, in a private jet and at the exact moment when Lucas Donovan was told his wife had already left the hospital,

Be sipped her warmtte while looking at her mother sitting across from her.

Her mother seemed so rxed after they left East City; she was no longer as scared as when they left the hospital early this morning.

Seeing her mother sleeping soundly, Be felt at ease. At least her mother was safe now, and she would no longer have to deal with her evil husband.

Speaking about her father, Be received information from a Sentinel Network member whom she assigned to follow her father before their boarding.

The person told her that her father was making a scene at the hospital. And because they had already checked out, her father angrily headed to Aunt Emma’s house.

Now, Be is worried about her aunt. She hoped that Aunt Emma could ovee her father’s anger.

Sigh!

Just before Be decided to rest her eyes beforending, she suddenly heard her mother calling her name. She opened her eyes and met her mother’s worried gaze.

Be adjusted her seat and asked, "Why do you look worried again, Mom? I promised you, from now on, my evil father will have no chance to hurt you. Instead, I will make sure he suffers until the end of his life."

She lost respect for her father when she learned he arranged her marriage to an old man like Bradley Caville. Since then, she has vowed to cut ties with him.

"So, please, no need to fear him any longer!" Be continued.

Natalieughed a little at her daughter’s words, then shook her head slowly.

"Be, I’m not worried about that bastard. But I’m worried about your mother-inw. Has your rtionship improved with her?"

Sincest night, Natalie has wanted to ask Be about this matter, but she was too tired; she couldn’t hold back her sleepiness. For the first time, she slept soundly without any fear of her husband.

When they woke up this morning, they didn’t have time to chat because Be had arranged their checkout faster than she knew.

"Don’t worry about that woman, Mom. Jessica Sinir won’t be able to bother me this time."

"What do you mean, Be?"

"My grudge against them is still there, Mom. So, since I returned to this country, Jessica and William Sinir haven’t seen me, nor have they seen my son. Well, I won’t give them a chance to meet Dax. Not anytime sooner..." Be said, faintly smiling as she saw her mother gasping.

Natalie was surprised to hear that Jessica and William Sinir had not entirely epted her daughter despite Be finally giving birth to Sinir’s heirs.

"But, Be, it would be troublesome if I lived with you. They might see me at your house if you still live in the sameplex as your inws, right?"

"No, Mom. We live in different ces. In safe ces, even my inws don’t have ess to our location," Be exined.

Hearing Be’s exnation, Natalie immediately felt relieved. Deep inside, she didn’t want her daughter to experience the same treatment she had before from her inws.

Natalie Wright also holds a grudge toward Jessica Sinir. She will never forget how that woman humiliated her five years ago when Be and Tristan separated.