Chapter - 105
Rick stepped into the room, the door emitting a faint creak as it swung shut.
In the subdued glow, the feeble silhouette of Evelina's grandmother lay prone on the bed, encircled by a chorus of beeping machinery. Rick bent forward, straining to perceive the rhythmic cadence of the elderly woman's breath amidst the orchestration of mechanical sounds.
Outside the room, pandemonium unfurled among the confused guard, perplexed nurse, and the unwitting young boy ensnared in the unfolding drama.
And to top it of, like an approaching tempest, Geoffrey, the butler, materialized in the doorway, his ire emanating palpably through the charged atmosphere.
"How could you let him inside the matriarch's room alone?" Geoffrey's voice reverberated through the room like distant thunder, causing the guard to instinctively straighten his back under the weight of the butler's ire.
