The Big Shot s Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy - Chapter 565
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Chapter 565: Chapter 508: Returning to the Capital
It’s the time when everyone returns to their dormitories in the evening, and there were quite a few people at the entrance of the dormitory building.
Daisy Zane took Jessica Maxwell for a walk outside, noticing that she kept holding her hand, she asked, “What’s the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?”
“I need to speak to Daisy in person, do you have her contact information?” Jessica Maxwell tightened her grip on her arm, “It’s urgent, a matter of life and death.”
“Hold on, I’ll call her.” Daisy Zane said while dialing Charlotte Lane’s number.
But after calling three times, the other party was temporarily unreachable.
“What about Third Master Clark?” Jessica Maxwell asked again.
Daisy Zane also contacted Kevin Clark, and it was the same situation – temporarily unreachable.
She thought for a moment and said, “They should be on the plane, not in the country.”
“Not in the country, not in the country.” Jessica Maxwell’s head was confused, and she couldn’t think of who to turn to. She didn’t even know who she could trust.
“What exactly is going on? Why don’t you tell me first?” Daisy Zane tried moving her arm but couldn’t break free, “Since it’s a matter of life and death, why not call the police?”
“Call the police? No, we can’t call the police.” Jessica Maxwell stared blankly at a spot.
If she called the police, and it alarmed the Maxwell Family, the Maxwell Family might try to contain the situation. Then she would be done for.
“Jessica Maxwell, what on earth is going on?” Daisy Zane asked again.
Jessica Maxwell finally looked at Daisy Zane; she stared at her for a while before deciding to take a bet and try to trust Daisy Zane.
She pulled Daisy Zane and looked to the side, planning to take her for another walk.
At this moment, two girls passed by on their way back to the dormitory.
Although there was a distance of several meters between them, the two girls spoke quite loudly.
“Did you see the hot search? Dean Yue was sent to the hospital.”
“I saw it. There was just a video of an ambulance at the entrance of the Santiago Family’s house. But as soon as I clicked on it, the video was gone before I had a chance to look at it carefully.”
“Someone must have removed it, Facebook dared not show it.”
“So, is this very serious? Dean Yue is not young anymore.”
“Will the Research Institute be in danger?”
“That’s hard to say. Dean Yue is such a good person, I really hope nothing happens to him.”
Hearing the conversation of the two girls, Daisy Zane and Jessica Maxwell both froze for a moment. Then a few seconds later, Jessica Maxwell suddenly let go of Daisy Zane’s arm and turned to run away.
“Hey!”
Daisy Zane instinctively chased her for a few steps, but she was wearing slippers from coming down the stairs, and Jessica Maxwell ran like a madwoman.
Unable to catch up, she gave up.
After standing outside for a while, Daisy Zane called Jessica Maxwell twice more, but no one answered.
She then called William Lane and asked about the situation with Ezekiel Santiago.
William Lane didn’t say anything specific, just that he was still in the rescue room.
They were all still waiting for news.
…
After another ten-hour flight, Kevin Clark and Charlotte Lane got off the plane and went straight to Thomas Firway’s car.
As soon as they turned off airplane mode on their cell phones, they saw the news of Ezekiel Santiago being admitted to the hospital.
Thomas Firway knew their flight schedule and had been waiting outside early. After picking them up, he drove straight to the hospital.
“What’s the situation now?” Kevin Clark asked.
“Not very optimistic.” Thomas Firway said, “When he was put into the ambulance, Dean Santiago was already not very conscious. He’s been in the rescue room for six or seven hours.”
Kevin Clark felt Charlotte Lane’s hand cool down slightly, and he tightened his grip.
At the hospital, there were many people outside the rescue room, including members of several families from the Research Institute.
Everyone looked at Kevin Clark and Charlotte Lane as they approached.
No one exchanged pleasantries, and there were even few people speaking.
All of them had somber expressions on their faces.
William Lane walked up to Charlotte Lane, saw her face wasn’t looking very good, and gently touched her head to comfort her for a moment.
Turner Daniel and Siera Santiago also walked over to them, but there was not much interaction.
After a while, Siera Santiago moved closer to Charlotte Lane and stood by her side.
Charlotte Lane kept staring at the light above the rescue room and felt someone by her side. She glanced over.
Siera Santiago, with her red eyes, looked at her and then back at the rescue room.
Kevin Clark looked at her for a moment but didn’t say anything.
Almost an hour later, the light in the rescue room went off.
For a moment, the doctor came out from inside.
Many authoritative experts went into the rescue room, but when they came out, their faces didn’t look good.
Charlotte Lane’s heart sank for a moment, and she unwittingly tightened her grip on Kevin Clark’s hand.
The Santiago Family immediately walked up to them.
The doctors shook their heads and then said, “We did our best.”
Members of the Santiago Family became even more silent, looking like they were in a daze, with no one speaking a word.
Siera Santiago’s tears silently fell, and she immediately wiped them away with her hand.
“Old Master has something to tell you. Go in and have a look. There’s also someone named Nicholson Amos, he asked if she was here.”
Everyone else immediately looked at Charlotte Lane, except for the dazed Santiago Family.
Charlotte Lane didn’t look at their eyes; under everyone’s gaze, she followed the Santiago Family into the rescue room.
Dean Santiago was wearing a ventilator, barely maintaining his breathing.
Seeing the four members of the Santiago Family, his eyelids fluttered.
Turner Daniel’s parents walked to the bedside and called out to him.
Dean Santiago closed his eyes in response. Then he looked at Turner Daniel and Siera Santiago and said weakly, “Siera, don’t cry.”
Siera Santiago squatted beside the bed, holding his hand, nodding her head while shedding tears.
“Daniel, you all have to be obedient.”
“Grandfather, I know.” Turner Daniel said hoarsely.
“The Santiago Family… it’s up to you now,” Dean Santiago said, “Don’t be sad for me, I’ve had a good life, a fulfilled one, a happy one, with no regrets. The Santiago family will surely get better and better in the future.”
“Grandfather, rest assured.” Turner Daniel said, his voice trembling.
“Yes. With you all, I can rest assured.” Dean Santiago said, before looking at Charlotte Lane who was standing behind them.
Turner Daniel and his father immediately stepped aside, letting her come forward.
Siera Santiago also stepped aside.
Charlotte Lane walked forward and squatted down in front of the bed. “Dean Santiago.”
“Nicholson.”
“Yes.”
Dean Santiago propped himself up to look at her for a while, then said, “Be good. Listen to me.”
Charlotte Lane clenched her fingertips, swallowed, her eyes moistened, and replied, “Alright.”
“Good, good…” Dean Santiago slowly closed his eyes, “Everyone is obedient, everyone is obedient…”