Night had fallen in Country W, yet twilight was just setting over T.
Outside a heavily guarded, special VIP room in a T Hospital, a tall, voluptuous beautiful woman coldly glared at the bodyguard blocking her way and parted her red lips to say, "Move aside!"
"I'm sorry, Miss, but no visitors are allowed here," the duty-bound bodyguard stood in her way, refusing to budge.
The tall beautiful woman's eyes darkened, ready to erupt in anger, when a man in a business suit stepped out of the ward, surprised at the standoff happening at the door. He greeted the tall woman with familiarity, "Ms. Goldsmith, what brings you here?"
"Lyle Westbrook is injured, isn't he?" Emilia Goldsmith recognized him as Lyle's right-hand person. Without bothering with pleasantries, she asked directly.
The man hesitated, "Well... "