Ms. Sutherland, shall we have a chat?
…
The Harvey residence.
Early in the morning, Lysander and Adrian were seated in the dining room, sharing breakfast with the Harvey family.
Halfway through breakfast, Lysander’s phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, he smiled politely at the table before stepping aside to take the call.
Lysander, something’s happened to my brother! Ryan’s urgent voice came through.
Lysander’s expression remained unchanged, a gentle smile still on his lips, as he replied with a calm, even tone, Take it easy, Ryan. What’s going on?
He didn’t come home all night, Ryan explained, clearly agitated. I tried calling, but there was no answer. I assumed he was working late at the office, but when I called there, they said he had left long ago.
My brother never does this, Ryan continued, sounding increasingly anxious. If he wasn’t coming home, he would have told me. I couldn’t reach him all night. Something must have happened!
Don’t worry just yet, Lysander reassured him, unperturbed. It’s still early. Maybe he fell asleep somewhere and missed the calls…
Impossible! Ryan interrupted. No matter where he goes, he always answers my calls, or at least lets me know!
Lysander, do you think I should report this to the police?
Ryan hesitated; despite generally avoiding family affairs, he could guess his brother wasn’t exactly involved in safe activities. Unsure what to do, he turned to Lysander, whom he trusted implicitly.
Seeing Ryan was inconsolable, Lysander suggested, Alright, I’m heading to Falcon Technologies later. Meet me there, and we’ll figure this out. Try reaching him again in the meantime…
After settling Ryan, Lysander returned to the table and resumed his meal, unhurried.
Falcon Technologies was a tech subsidiary Lysander had set up for Giselle.
Naturally, she was expected to accompany him to the company. Nodding slightly at her father’s words, she tried to maintain a smile, though it seemed a bit forced.
…
Meanwhile, at the hospital.
Early that morning, Nathaniel had come to take the kids to school, leaving Mila alone in the hospital room.
After the doctor had made his rounds, she slipped a coat over her hospital gown, and discreetly exited through the back door of the hospital.
With a mask on, she hailed a cab at the roadside, her expression grave as she departed.