Francine collected herself, preparing to go on yet another rant.


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    Just then, Briar interrupted her with a darkened expression, turning towards Renee. “Miss Everheart,


    we actually came to ask if you know of Stefs whereabouts. It’s been an entire day, and we’ve tried


    everything we could to contact him. For some reason, we just couldn’t reach him, and he wouldn’t pick


    up the phone! We’re worried something might’ve happened to him…”


    ’You can’t reach him?” Renee frowned, visibly confused. ’That’s not right. He already went through


    surgery, so he should’ve called you guys the moment he woke up.”


    “What? Surgery?!” Francine jumped abruptly, her expression panicked as she continued, “What kind of


    surgery? Where is he now? What happened to him?”


    “Uhm…” Renee read Francine’s reactions and realized she might not know anything about the


    ident.


    After a brief pause, she decided to tell the truth. “I fell down a cliff and injured my leg. He hurt himself


    while trying to save me, and I heard he actually suffered worse injuries than me.”


    “He underwent surgery not long ago, so he should be resting in one of the wards like me. Why don’t


    you just… ask the hospital staff?”


    “Really?!” The color drained from Francine’s face, and she muttered to herself, “My son has to be safe!


    He has to!”


    Stefan was her only child now, and her only hope. She was so overprotective of him that she would


    even panic the moment he got a paper cut.


    Coincidentally, a nurse came into the ward to change Renee’s bandages.


    Francine rushed over to grab the nurse by the arm as if she were insane, her tone furious. “Which ward


    is my son in? How is he now? Is his life in any danger!?’


    The nurse was petrified, staring back at Francine with cowardly eyes. ‘I’m sorry… Who are you? And…


    who is your son?”


    ’You dumb thing! I’m Francine Milford, and my son is the renowned CEO of H Group, Stefan Hunt!


    Don’t tell me you don’t know who he is?!”


    “I do, but…” The nurse turned even more pale, and stopped talking after ncing at Renee. This was


    because Liam had given orders to the house to never let Renee find out about Stefan’s condition, or


    else she’d have to face serious consequences.


    Hence, despite Renee’s many attempts of trying to find out, the nurse, along with many other hospital


    staff, remained tightlipped.


    “Just say something if you know something! Why are you looking at her? Is it because something bad


    happened and she won’t let you tell me?!” Francine red at the nurse, asking harshly.


    ‘I’m sorry, Miss Milford, I don’t know anything! Even if I did, I wouldn’t dare say anything either! I’m just


    a nurse, so please let me go!” The nurse was trembling, her words sounding slightly misleading.


    Renee felt wronged, her expression darkened. “What do you mean by that? Do you see anyone


    pointing a gun to your head so that you’d stay silent, hmm?”


    ‘I don’t know! I don’t know! Please stop asking me questions! I can’t afford to offend anyone!” The


    nurse was tearing up at this point. She couldn’t possibly provoke the Osbournes, but she couldn’t


    offend the Hunts either.


    Briar looked as if her scheme was going well, holding the nurse’s arm as she fuelled the fire. “Don’t be


    afraid of Miss Everheart, nurse. She might sound stern, but she’s not that bad a person! If there’s


    something she can’t tell us, we’ll stop asking. All we want to know is Stef’s whereabouts, and his


    current condition.”