Just about to speak, her phone rang. It was a call from Mario Jensen. Ivy Aretha's face darkened and she quickly slid to answer the call. From the other side of the phone came Mario's tense and trembling voice, "Ivy, can you please ask that divine doctor of Oliver Thompson, Lucas Sandy, to come over? I'm begging you!"
"Okay!" Since he even said please, it must be quite serious. Without thinking, Ivy agreed immediately. She then grabbed her car keys and asked, "Could you tell me what happened? Lucas went home yesterday, and it'll probably take an hour on the fastest private jet!"
She wanted to suggest that if it was urgent, they might need to consider a second option!
"Get him over here right now! Lina fell and may give birth prematurely. The hospital seems unsure."
"Okay, don't worry. I'll get him on a private jet right away. Tell me which hospital, and I'll head there now!"
