60

Jack Reynolds home.

"This lady dares hang up on me; how bold! Forget it...." his eyes widened as he realized something. Tomorrow was the full moon. Usually, he'd have feverish symptoms, but he felt nothing. Was it because of Vanessa? In any case, all appointments would be cancelled tomorrow. He couldn't risk it.

His phone rang, and he picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Sir..."

"Ronaldo, what happened? Speak!" Jack said in worry. This was one of his grandpa's caregivers.

"He's very ill and demands to see you before he gives up." the voice on the other end said shakily.

"What? What happened?"

The line went off.

Jack quickly ran out of his study. He headed downstairs.

"Prepare me the Maybach." he said while dialing the number again.

But no one answered.

Jack felt like the world was spinning. His grandpa was on the brink of death. He had to get there in time.

Soon, a Maybach Excelero appeared in front of him and a bodyguard opened the back door for him.