NovelEnglish"I know that person. He used to work at one of the hospitals in Ark Ville. There was sissue with the hospital management and he quit after that," a contact told Avery.
"Do you know his number?" she asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"No. I don't know him in person but we have a mutual friend. I can try to see if I can ask about it. What do you want with him, though?" "There's something I need his help with. Please helpcheck with that mutual friend of yours." "Sure. I'll keep you posted." Meanwhile, in Aryadelle, Elliot had regained consciousness and stared dazed at the ceiling. All his memories crushing back to him from the moment he opened his eyes.
Life seemed to have resumed to normal in the past days, giving him an illusion that everything was going to be alright; but the headache last night had burst his bubble.
He knew that Dean was behind it. He had scammed a fortune out of Dean and so Dean had been doing everything he could to gain control over Elliot.
Elliot did not doubt that Avery must have been blackmailed last night following his headache.
"Big Brother," a pleasant voice called out, pulling him back to reality.
He glanced over and was confused when he saw Shea. "Shea? Why are you here?" He looked outside the window past Shea and noticed that it was dawn.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Why is she here this early?" he thought." Or has she been here since last night?" "I cwith Wesley." She grabbed onto his hand with both of her hands and observed his expression with worry. "I told him to get srest. I couldn't sleep, so I stayed behind." Elliot was suddenly overwhelmed by the urge to cry when he thought back to the past.
Back then. Shea was frail and dependent on him, who would have thought that he would have to rely on her after all those years? "Shea, does Wesley listen to you?" He wanted to tell her that he was alright, but the words changed at the tip of his tongue. She considered it for a moment, before nodding. "He has been great to me. He might treateven better than he treats Kiara." "I see... Shea, there's something I need your help with." Elliot grabbed onto her hand." Helpout, will you?" Shea's heart sank. She didn't know what he was about to say but was instinctively terrified because of the despair in Elliot's eyes. She lowered her gaze to stare at Elliot's hand on hers and felt trapped.
"What is it, Big Brother?" She asked hesitantly and lifted her chin to meet his eyes.
"When Wesley comes back later, ask him to help take the device inside e my head out," he said slowly, afraid tshe might not underst side et him.
Her eyes widened slightly as she felt a lump in her throat. "And then what? Don't lie to me. If it's one to take that thing out, Wesley wouldn't refuse to help."
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