A tall bodyguard was already waiting near the entrance of the hospital. The moment he saw her, he stepped forward quickly and bowed slightly. "Miss Lilith, please follow me," he said with urgency in his tone.
Without asking anything, she nodded and walked beside him, her heels echoing through the quiet corridor. Her chest felt heavy with every step.
The hallway smelled of medicine and steel, the kind of scent that always made people uneasy.
As they turned the last corner, her eyes landed on Assistant Quinn standing outside a door—an operation room.
He looked pale, his sleeves slightly wrinkled from pacing. The moment she saw him, her voice came out low and sharp.
"How is he?" she asked, her eyes locked on the closed door behind him. Quinn didn't answer right away. His lips parted, then closed, as if unsure how to speak.
