Chapter 1013:
Corey shot him a sharp look. “What’s your game, Caden? All of this—what exactly do you want?”
Caden’s smile was infuriatingly calm. “All I want is to make sure Gemma survives. But I think we both know it’s going to take a lot more than that to fix all the mess we’re in.”noveldrama
The tension in the room was palpable, and for a moment, it felt like everything might break apart. But then, slowly, one by one, the three of them began to realize that there was no way out except forward.
Alicia stepped closer to Corey, her voice softening. “We don’t have time to fight each other. Gemma needs us.”
Corey looked at her, his anger simmering but tempered by her words. He nodded, though the weight of everything still pressed down on him.
Caden finally spoke up, his tone less mocking now. “Let’s focus on getting Gemma through this. We’ll deal with everything else later.”
They all knew the road ahead wouldn’t be easy, but for now, it was the only path they could take.
Corey rubbed his temples, hesitant to answer. “How’s
Gemma?”
“She’s stable after the surgery,” Pierre replied.
Hearing that, Corey’s tense shoulders relaxed and he ended the call without another word.
Pierre wasn’t just asking out of concern, though. He wanted to know if Corey had failed. He was well aware of Corey’s plans, but Alicia’s heart hadn’t been delivered. Had Caden interfered?
The thought frustrated Pierre. If Alicia died, Caden would stop at nothing to make Corey pay. While Corey held considerable power in Terrieland and had thriving domestic businesses, only Caden had the means to wipe him out completely. It was a rare and dangerous risk.
Pierre lowered his head and closed his eyes for a moment. Even though the chances were slim, he couldn’t help but feel disappointed.
Just then a nurse came out of the ward and called, “Family of the patient in bed 33, the patient is awake. Pierre paused for a moment to collect himself before entering the room.
Gemma lay weakly in bed, barely able to open her eyes. When she saw Pierre, her eyelashes fluttered nervously. Memories of what he had done to her before her hospitalization flickered in her mind. Her voice was barely audible. “Where is my brother?”
Pierre looked at the monitors that showed her fragile condition. Even talking seemed to strain her. It might break her if he told her that Corey was trying to harvest Alicia’s heart. As this cruel thought crossed his mind, another voice quickly suppressed it. Gemma had done nothing wrong. She didn’t deserve to suffer for Corey’s actions.
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