CHESCA RIDER POV
I am walking back and forth until Roselyn answered Lenard s call. This already too much for me. I hope dad will be okay. Oh goodness sake, please!
"Chesca, I think you should say it yourself. Roselyn make it speakerphone to make sure Crimson will hear it as well. Babe, here s the phone."-he said. I take it.
"Hello Roselyn and Crimson."-I said. I am still sobbing.
(What is happening there, Chesca?)
"Crimson, dad is on the operating room because of an internal bleeding. He feel down and his head is being hit by the sharp edge of his table. Good thing his secretary saw him early or else…he must have died because of the bleeding. And also…"-I said. I am about to lose my balance when he carried me and he sit on the chair. I continued speaking.
(Also what, Chesca? We will be there, okay?)