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Fear. Guilt. Regret.

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last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-26 13:38:19

Vincent’s eyes widened slightly. “Alice?” he repeated sharply, straightening up.

“Yes, sir. She was involved in a road accident about twenty minutes ago. She’s currently in critical condition. We’re doing everything we can, but—”

Vincent didn’t hear the rest. His body went cold. The words accident and critical condition echoed in his mind like hammer strikes.

Without a second thought, he dropped the tube and ice pack from his hands, the items clattering onto the glass table.

He didn’t say another word. He just moved fast, frantic. He grabbed his suit jacket, his car keys, and his phone in one motion.

“Vincent ?” Lillian called after him, startled.

But he was already at the door.

“Vincent, wait! What happened?” she asked, standing quickly.

He didn’t answer. His expression was tight, his steps urgent.

She followed him out of the office, confusion and anger twisting inside her chest. “Where are you going?” she demanded, almost running to keep up with his pace.

He turned sharply toward t
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