The atmosphere in the corridor of the hospital suddenly quieted down.
The atmosphere began to be tense.
Beau frowned and turned around to look at the ward behind him.
The door, which had been closed, was now half-closed.
He sighed faintly and looked up at Elias coldly. "Elias."
"Is Lucija that important for you?"
Elias also chuckled. "That depends on how important Eliza is to you."
Beau switched to a comfortable position and leaned against the bench. "Eliza is important to me because she is my wife, my children's mother, the woman I love the most in my life."
"What is Lucija to you?"
"Perhaps, she's also my love."
Elias's eyes sunk into a faint smile. "I'm only asking if you're willing to do this deal."
As he spoke, he looked at Beau and curled his lips. "You must have done your best to search for her. How many clues have you found?"
