Keira gazed at the text message, offering a dry smile.
She had always had a good memory. That day when she called Rebecca's brother, he introduced himself as Frankie Allen.
She hadn't paid much attention then. Now, putting all the coincidences together, she could confirm that Mr. Allen, who worked with Horton Group, had a sister named Rebecca Allen.
What a coincidence.
She replied to the message. "Alright, on my way now."
...
The atmosphere in Rebecca's hospital room was tense at this moment.
Frankie Allen held his mobile phone and saw the reply from the other party. Only then did he turn his head toward his sister, who was still lying on the hospital bed without moving a muscle.
Her little face was pale, and she was curled up on the bed.
Mr. Allen and Mrs. Allen were anxiously pacing around the room, "Rebecca, how will you get better if you refuse to cooperate in therapy? Please accept the treatment, will you?"
