Carrying the large bouquet of mixed flowers in her hands, Isabella walked inside Stephanie’s hospital bed.
Luckily she had just interacted with the doctors who told her that Stephanie suffered from a minor fracture in her left leg and small bruises on her knees and arm.
“Ms. Cobalt…” she walked inside the room, only surprised to see a large number of people gathered around in the VIP room, while Stephanie sat still on her bed, talking to an old guy who might be around George’s age.
Stephanie laid back on her hospital bed raised so she could sit up while her plastered foot rested over the foot of the bed. She wore a light blue pastel sun dress that still emphasized on her beauty and sleek figures while one could easily tell that she had a tint of makeup still plastered over her face.
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