[Present time]
"Make sure to eradicate the people behind Aria's healthcare team. I can't afford to get caught. Kill them once she is out of the hospital. If you don't accomplish the task, I'll kill you yourself." Prince turned off his 2G cell phone, the one he used when contacting his men. He parked his car at the safe space, and unbuckled his seat.
Today, reporters have drained down their energy asking questions to Prince Gomez.
It has been the seventh day since the news blasted out, fortunate enough to dissipate the doctors who treated Aria. No one should know about her.
It was Aria's last week in the hospital, too. And she can now stand.
Before he even climbed down of his car, Bryce called. There he goes again with his nosy antics.
Prince swiped right. "What now?"
"Aria is leaving the facility, right? Do you order someone to take care of the doctors?"
Prince scoffed. "Do you think I'm stupid to leave that out? Of course, I did. I'm not dumb like you are, Bryce."
