"What are you staring at?" The young man''s voice jolted him back to reality. Hastily, he mbered into the car, pulling Quinn out with him.


    "Are you alright?" he inquired, concerncing his tone.


    Quinn''s eyes fluttered open, her vision blurred. She could discern a faint sound nearby before darkness imed her once more.


    "She doesn''t look well," the young man observed, worry creasing his brow. "Should we take her to the hospital?"


    After a moment of hesitation, he nced at the barely conscious girl cradled in his arms. His teeth clenched in determination, hemanded, "Bring my car around!" "Right away."


    In no time, the young man returned, driving an inconspicuous white Ford.


    Gently, Preston lifted Quinn into his arms, kicked the car door open, and settled her into the vehicle.


    Throughout the drive to the hospital, he monitored Quinn''s breathing. She was alive, but only just.


    "Drive faster," he urged, anxiety seeping into his voice.


    "I''m going as fast as I can!" the young man protested.


    Preston sighed, his gaze falling on Quinn once more. Even with her eyes closed, she had a captivating allure.


    She must be a student, he mused.


    His contemtion was interrupted as the young man abruptly hit the brakes, parking the car at the hospital entrance. "We''re here!"


    Without wasting a moment, he scooped Quinn up and rushed into the emergency room, shouting, "Doctor! Doctor! She''s dying!"


    His frantic cries startled the medical staff, but they quickly took charge, confirming that Quinn''s breathing was dangerously weak. They whisked her away into the emergency room.


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    Exhausted, he slumped onto a nearby bench. "I''m beat."


    "Who is she?" the young man asked.


    Leaning against the wall, Preston shook his head. "I don''t know."


    "You don''t even know her, and you brought her here? What if her boyfriendes after you?"


    His mind raced, recalling that the car belonged to someone named Alexander, a man even their father treated with respect.


    Why had Alexander locked her in a car? And why was she still wearing an apron? Was she their family''s nanny?


    His thoughts were interrupted as the ER doors swung open and a doctor emerged. He quickly approached the doctor, asking, "How is she?"


    "She fainted fromck of oxygen, but she''s stable now. She just needs to inhale oxygen for a while."


    "That''s... good."


    Quinn was moved to a regr room, an oxygen mask secured over her face. The doctor informed him that she would need to continue oxygen therapy for another two hours. Preston was torn between staying with Quinn and returning to inform Alexander. Before he could decide, his father''s call came through.


    His father''s reprimanding tone was deafening. "Where are you? Get back here now!"


    The roar was so loud it nearly burst his eardrum.


    "If you''re not back here in ten minutes, I''ll break your goddamn legs!" his father threatened.


    "All right!" He ended the call, irritation seeping into his voice. He had a sinking feeling that his secret was out.


    After hanging up, Mr. Seward turned to apologize to Alexander. "I''m so sorry, Alexander. My boy can be a handful sometimes. I''ll make sure to straighten him out when he gets here." Alexander''s gaze was fixed on the empty car, his eyes glinting with icy detachment. "I see you''ve raised apassionate son, Mr. Seward."Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.