The two looked at each other, and Audrey could only grit her teeth.
"Alright! I'll believe you this time, but if anything happens to my daughter, I'll risk my life to kill you!"
Viola entered the ward unimpeded and asked her people to carry Breenda.
Audrey was reluctant and worried. However, Breenda was taken away by Viola.
It was already ten in the evening when Viola returned to Russell's villa.
The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky with a gentle orange color, causing entire Washington to be enveloped in a soft halo.
Russell settled Breenda down in a guest room. He sat down on the sofa with Viola and discussed the next step.
Breenda's expression was calm, and her eyes were tightly closed as if she was sleeping peacefully.
"Her situation seems stable, and all vital signs are normal." Russell took the examination report from the private doctor and touched his chin.