Lance tightened his grip on the steering wheel and asked urgently, "What happened?"
Lena cried out of breath, "Ms. Myers just got up and felt dizzy. She fell down the stairs."
"Did you call the ambulance?"
"Yes."
Then, Yazmin's mournful cry came from the phone.
"Ah... My head hurts, and my legs hurt too... Woo, where is Lance? I want to see Lance..."
It was obvious that the coquettish cry had been planned.
Yvette almost wanted to vomit when she heard this.
But Lance could not tell and even preferred this.
"Which hospital?" Lance asked.
Hearing this, Yvette felt that there was no need for her to continue staying in the car.
Rather than waiting to be driven out of the car by him, it was better for her to take the initiative.
She opened the door, got out of the car, and walked straight ahead.
