Chapter 967
The waiter said, “An old man passed out as soon as he stepped out from a taxi. He just lies
there, not moving at all. No one dares to go near him or touch him because we fear we might make things worse.
And the ambulance hasn’t arrived yet.”
Fia anxiously asked, “He came here in a taxi?”
“Yes.”
Fia looked down and fidgeted in her chair anxiously. “He… He wouldn’t come with a taxi.”
Conrad frowned and did not say a word. Then, he stood up, intending to go out and have at look. When he wanted
to ask Fia if she wanted to tag along, she had already gotten up from her seat and walked away from the table.
“Let’s head out and see what’s going on!”
She was still worried that the old man could be Conall. No matter how much she disliked him, this father of hers
shielded her when the motorcycle almost crashed into her back then. Her good conscience would not allow her to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsit idly by and do nothing if something happened to him.
“Excuse us, please.” Conrad held Fia’s hand tightly when he squeezed through the crowd. It took some time before
they reached the old man… and indeed, it was Conall Parker.
Conall saw Fia walking toward him as he lay on the floor. He was so fretful that tears rolled down from his eyes.
Unable to bear seeing him like this, Fia kneeled down to ask him, “What happened to you? Are you unwell?”
However, Conall could not answer her. All he could do was stare at her with teary eyes.
Someone from the crowd said, “We tried asking him the same thing but he could not utter a word.”
“I think it’s a stroke. Maybe he had an untreated illness and it caught up to him.”
Fia looked at Conall’s eyes and began suspecting something. She quickly bent down and took a whiff of his clothes…
and there it was! The weird scent…! The scent that made her push the fake Britney off the bridge!
“Quick! We need to check the security footage and find that taxi!” Fia ordered Conrad calmly.
After getting his men to retrieve the security footage from the restaurant, Conrad stayed by Fia’s side to wait for
Conall’s ambulance.
While waiting for the ambulance, Fia felt as though she had gone back to the time she took care of her mother in
the hospital in her final days.
She could not do anything back then. She wanted to know the doctor’s diagnosis but she was also afraid that the
doctor would say her mother was untreatable.
“Is… Is he going to be fine?” Fia grabbed Conrad’s arm and asked.
“Don’t worry. I’m here with you.”
Fia murmured to herself, “I was under the spell of that weird scent once. It made my head fuzzy and I couldn’t think
straight. Then, you became its victim. You said your body was weak and numb. Yet, unlike him, we both could move
around if we wanted.
Indeed, Conall’s symptoms were different from theirs. All he could do was look around and lie on the floor. His
muscles could not move even a bit.
Fia had a hunch that this time Conall’s situation was even worse than theirs. The perpetrator had probably used
something more potent on him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThen, the ambulance finally came. Fia immediately pulled Conrad along to ride the ambulance with Conall. Seeing
his daughter’s concern for him, Conall teared up even more.
“What are you crying about?” Fia said to him in frustration, “You could have asked your secretary to send you here.
Why did you take a taxi? Why are you so stupid?! Why did you leave yourself defenseless like that?!”
Hearing his daughter scolding him, Conall was not afraid of dying anymore. He looked at her lovingly, content at
listening to her getting angry at him. To him, it was all worth it. His daughter cared about him! He felt that he could
die peacefully just by knowing this.
“Don’t look at me like that! I haven’t acknowledged you as my father yet! So you better live on until I do!”
Fia understood what he was thinking about when she noticed the gentle gaze in his eyes. She felt so conflicted as
she continued chastising her old man for wanting to die peacefully right there and then.
A few moments later, the ambulance finally arrived at the hospital. A group of doctors and nurses quickly rushed
him into the operating room.
Conrad embraced Fia and patted on her back to comfort her. “Don’t worry, Fia. I’ve informed. Tiger. He could send
someone over to analyze the drug they used on him. We’ll be able to tell what it is in no time.”
“I’m not worried!” Fia refuted, “This is on him! He is reaping what he sowed!”
However, tears rolled down from her eyes as she clung to Conrad. No matter how much she denied it, deep down
she was still worried for Conall.