Diego ended the call as soon as he was done speaking with Brian, then he quickly put everything in order, starting with the cold body.He laid Viola properly on the bed, then he replaced the cannula in her vein.Next, he adjusted the table he had shifted, then he took a step back to observe quietly.Satisfied by what he saw, he exhaled sharply, then he hurried to the door at once.“Help!” He put on a panicked countenance, storming out of the ward.“Doctor! Nurses! Anyone!” His voice was loud enough to shake the peace in the hospital, accompanied by his heavy footfalls.“She is not breathing!” He pointed behind him, still staggering forward.“Please! Where is the Doctor?”One of the Doctors on duty ran out of his office, holding onto his stethoscope.“Mr. Sanchez! Is everything alright?”“No!” Diego shook his head, then he pointed behind him again.“I was trying to wake her up, then I realized that she was not breathing…”“Oh…” The Doctor took a deep breath, then he started hastening i

“I am sorry, but I just can’t get myself to take his children, Manfred…” Diego explained, his voice cracked from the start.“Maybe we should look for something else…”“Something like what?” Manfred snapped, scowling at him.Diego searched his mind, but he had no idea what to say.“I don't know…” His voice was barely above a whisper, his eyes wary of the man standing angrily before him.“But I am not going to help you kidnap innocent children, Manfred. It’s too risky…” He looked away, taking a deep breath while he waited to hear what Manfred was going to say.To his surprise, Manfred remained silent and even chuckled softly.Diego slowly lifted his face, his brows arched while he stared at the man before him.He knew it was too early to celebrate, but he was hoping that the consequences of his defiance was not going to be brutal.“Are you really sure you want to see what I am capable of?” Manfred asked, looking Diego straight in the eyes.The Concierge didn’t know when he shook his hea

At first, Diego didn’t seem prepared to indulge the middle-aged man, but he persisted, holding the white envelope to his face.“Go ahead, Diego. Take it…” Manfred urged calmly, gesturing even with his eyes.Diego glared at him for a while, then he shifted his gaze back to Coleman.His eyes moved to the white envelope, and then he grabbed it like he was certain nothing meaningful was going to come out of it.Coleman folded his arms as soon as the envelope was released from the grip of his fingers, his confident smile still intact.Diego was impatient to see what was inside the envelope.He tore it open, dipped his fingers inside, and dragged out what was inside.“What’s this?” He asked, as though he couldn’t see the picture of the young man.“That’s your son…” Coleman stated, pointing to the picture.“Is this a joke?” Diego turned to the middle-aged man, a dark look on his face.“You pick up a random picture of a young man and say he is my son…”“Take a good look at that picture, Diego

“He…” Diego stuttered, moving his eyes from one man to the other.“He said he thinks that Viola didn’t die of a natural cause…” Just the thought alone made his heart pound loudly, his throat getting drier.“He said he wants to carry out an investigation and find out who killed her…”He waited for someone to speak, but all he could hear was the laughter from the ladies getting out of the pool, followed by their chattering voices and the sound of their wet footfalls.His heart had already sunk deep into his stomach, the strength to breathe no longer found inside him. “The Nanny?” Manfred asked, and he nodded.“I see…” Manfred didn’t seem bothered; he simply turned to Coleman with a clear certainty in his eyes.“Leave that to me…” Coleman stated, a sinister smile on his face.“I think I would have to pay the Doctor a visit…” He said, turning to Diego.“Send me all the necessary details and leave the rest to me…”Diego’s silence lingered, a sense of doubt smeared on his face.“What exact

“I am not worried, Mr. Rostova…” Brian corrected, maintaining his stoic countenance.“I am just concerned; those are two different things…”Patrick nodded, though he didn’t look like he fully agreed.“Concerned… Got it…” He remarked, trying to bridge the gap in the silence.“I own a bulk of the shares in this company. I know that your loss is going to be my loss as well. That’s why I have decided to be directly involved with this project. We are talking about a global product that is going to shake anything similar to it. Our competitors will be kept on their feet by the time we launch this product…”“I definitely agree…” Patrick nodded with excitement and, pleased that Brian was beginning to speak the language he was, he leaned forward at once, placing his two hands on the desk.Shortly after, a knock came at the door, accompanied by the pull of the handle, and a gentle push of the door from the outside.A lady dressed in a neat and appealing outfit walked in at once, carrying a cera