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Chapter 21

Penulis: Daralaw
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Lily’s POV

The moment I stepped out of Sebastian’s office, my phone buzzed. My heart sank when I saw the caller ID—the hospital.

“Miss Lily, please come quickly,” the nurse’s voice trembled on the other end. “Your mother’s blood pressure spiked. We’ve stabilized her for now, but you need to come immediately.”

The phone nearly slipped from my hand. “I’ll be there,” I managed, before running out of the mansion.

By the time I reached the hospital, my chest was tight, and my heart felt like it would tear through my ribs. The sharp smell of disinfectant made my stomach churn as I hurried down the hallway. A nurse stopped me just outside my mother’s room.

“She’s stable now,” she said gently. “But it’s only temporary. We need to start her on stronger medication, run more tests, and possibly keep her here for at least two weeks. The full treatment will cost two million naira.”

The number echoed in my mind. Two million. My heart sank lower.

“What… what caused it?” I asked, my voice shaking. “D
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