Emma had been hospitalized ever since the incident. She had grown close to Alvero, considering him like the little brother she never had. He had been her confidant, the one who supported her investigations into Liam when her suspicions began to grow. Alvero had been the first to take her fears seriously, guiding her with patience and care.
But now, he was gone.
The weight of that realization hit her like a wave. She could have been in that same car. Her mind raced to her driver—her driver who had betrayed her. Panic surged through her, and she bolted upright in bed, weak but determined.
"Ethan!" she screamed, her voice trembling.
Her husband was by her side in an instant. "I'm here, sunshine. I’m here with you," Ethan cooed softly.
She clung to him, her tears soaking into his shirt. "Shh, it’s okay, baby. I’m here," he whispered, gently patting her back, his voice a soothing balm to her breaking heart.
"My driver," she choked out, her voice raw. "Has he been caught?"
Ethan sighed, nod
