Shit!
He had never imagined there would be a problem with the wedding. He had preemptively eliminated all potential issues, but he didn't account for Gigi coming down with a high fever at this time—that wouldn't subside and might even mutate into an infection of leukemia.
The last thing he wanted was any trouble at the wedding.
Yet now, he had to personally command the postponement of the wedding. It felt worse than having his heart carved out and thrown from the heavens into the abyss.
But no matter how painful, he had to make this decision!
Gigi was his daughter, and more importantly, she was the child that Enna Clark had fought so hard to give birth to. He had to save her, no matter what.
"Contact the experts in this field in Country T; once the plane lands in Country T, I want them to immediately conduct a comprehensive examination for Gigi!"
Scott Harris affirmed with a solemn countenance, "Understood, Lord Lawrence. I'll arrange it immediately."
