Vladimir was already on the phone with the doctor even before he stepped out of Ivy's room.
“Granny? Wake up granny!” Ivy cried profusely on her knees, whilst holding her grandmother's unconscious body.
“Yeah right now!”
The call ended, and Vladimir went on his knees besides Ivy. “Move aside. I'll carry her to your bed.”
“No!” She screamed at him. “Don't you dare touch her. This is your fault! She was trying to save me from you, and this is the result!”
“What the hell is happening, and why is there so much screaming?” Natasha who was on her way to her son's office room, alongside Serena, queried from behind.
Vladimir looked behind to see her approaching them. “Stay back, mother. She shouldn't be crowded.”
“Who shouldn't be crowded? What are you even talking ab–” her words trailed in
