"Miles!" she tried to shake his feeble body, but he was too sleepy to speak. First Sheila thought he had passed away but thankfully he was breathing.
"Miles. Please wake up. You have to help me!" she tried stirring his shoulders a little, and the elderly man could only flutter his eyes and then went back to sleep.
Oh, God. What if Nina had given him something to stay sleepy?
She sat on the floor leaning to Miles's bed and thought hard. This wasn't the time to panic. To get out of there, she needed to take Alexander with her and then run for their life.
Fu*ck Shane's wealth and fu*ck everyone.
Unlike last time she didn't need to pack her bags. Her only precious thing was Alexander, and she had to handle the situation diplomatically.
