At the last minute, I had to call Victor, Draven’s assistant, to inform him about the accident. However, I had no idea that his parents were there too.
Using the excuse of being there for Emily, who was still under anesthesia, I learned that they would be staying here for a few weeks until the fashion gala began.
Eunice arrived like a madwoman, bringing their son with her. The irony was that Ethan, their son, was the spitting image of Draven. The Montgomery couple hadn’t aged much, but there was something about them that felt… off. Or maybe I was imagining things.
"Ms. Presley!"
Dr. Jules approached me from behind, still in his apron, looking a bit exhausted.
I turned to face him, intentionally avoiding Draven’s family. There was no need to create unnecessary problems in my life.
