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Harry had actually never gone to see Cliff ever since the day he had confined him.So, perhaps now, he was ashamed to see Cliff and chose instead, to run away from him.But Henry didn't insist on him coming either. Instead, he merely asked, "Which room is he in?"But before Harry could answer, his phone rang.Harry took out his phone, but when he saw the caller ID, his brows furrowed.He quickly picked up the call and answered in a rather low tone, "Hello?""Got it," Harry then replied hastily. Henry noticed the shift in his expression.Then, Harry hung up the phone and suddenly got out of the car.Henry had a bad feeling about this. And he was right."Dad passed out, and he's now in the operating room," Harry said as he walked straight to the hospital.Harry was quite familiar with this place. Even though he never went to see Cliff, he had come to this hospital countless times.Despite the fact that he didn't have the courage to see Cliff, he had come anyway."Passed o

Natalie came back to her senses and sat bolt upright. "Henry, didn't you say you were bad at singing? I think you and I have a different definition of 'bad singing'!" she said."Compared to my other strengths, singing does seem a bit worthless," Henry said innocently.The corner of Natalie's lips twitched. This man was indirectly bragging about himself."The more disappointment I set you up for, the more surprised you'd be, right?" Henry smiled cunningly.Natalie then realized that she was no match for Henry when it came to scheming."So, how was it? Were you surprised?" Henry eagerly waited for a compliment.Although Natalie had fallen right into one of his traps, she had to admit that his singing had astounded her.This man really hid his talent for singing well."I want to listen more. Sing me another one!" Natalie said as she rested on Henry's arm again.This time, Henry didn't hesitate and casually started singing a romantic Flansh song.When a person had a nice voic

"By the way, get me a doctor," Henry said as he glanced at the makeup artist lying unconscious on the floor.After giving out the orders, Henry helplessly hung up the phone.He kept praying in his heart and hoped that it was just a false alarm.He and Natalie had wasted too much time, and he wished that Fate would stop being so cruel to them.He was even willing to give everything he had in exchange for Natalie's safety.Meanwhile, Yvonne was so anxious that she kept fidgeting with her hands. However, she didn't ask Henry any questions. After all, she could see that Henry was even more anxious than she was.A moment later, the person in charge of the hotel hurriedly came and asked, "Anything wrong, Mr. Chase?""Is this how your hotel manages security?" Henry took a glance at the makeup artist on the floor. Then, he said in a deep tone, "I can't get a hold of my wife now!"Although Henry sounded like he was placing the blame on the hotel, in reality, he placed more blame on hims

"Who's this?" Henry asked swiftly."You're looking for Natalie, right?" the other person asked.Henry silently tightened his grip on the steering wheel.As expected, the person on the other end of the line must have taken Natalie away! But Henry still couldn't figure out who they were!This cluelessness only frustrated him."Where's Natalie? I'm warning you, I'll make you pay if you harm her!" Henry warned through gritted teeth."No need to threaten me. Now, look ahead. Is there a garbage truck parked in the opposite lane?"The other person's tone sounded like everything was under their control.A chill ran down Henry's spine.Who the hell was this person? Were they watching him right now? How else would they have known such specific information?Henry turned to look at the opposite lane. Indeed, there was a garbage truck parked there."Weren't you looking for Natalie? You'd better not lose sight of that truck or… you'll never see Natalie again," the other person gloated."

After calling the ambulance, Henry once again shifted his gaze toward Cliff, who was lying beside him.He kept talking to Cliff, but the latter never responded. Back then, he already had a bad feeling about this. Yet, at the same time, a glimmer of hope clung to his thoughts.Henry entertained the idea that fate might spare them from such cruelty. However, illusions were just that—illusions. And reality tended to be cruel."Henry, it's all in the past now. Don't overthink it. Prioritize your recovery…" Harry's words brought Henry back from his thoughts.Henry gradually opened his eyes. When he did, everything appeared tinged with red, and his throat felt raw.He managed to croak out, "Is he in the morgue?"Harry nodded with a mournful look. "Yes, I just came from there.""I'll go see him." Henry prepared to lift the blanket and get out of bed.Seeing this, Harry hurriedly stepped forward and placed a hand on Henry's shoulder.Henry's attempt to get up likely meant that he wasn