Back at the hospital, Aaron brought Fiona back to the special care ward.
His face was filled with worry and concern.
"Fiona, it's Evelyn's fault. She's going to have to apologize."
Fiona's demeanor was soft and tender. "Aaron, it doesn't matter. As long as you're with me, I'm content."
That night, Aaron stayed over. He couldn't bear to leave her alone.
In the middle of the night, while Aaron was sound asleep, Fiona quietly slipped out of the ward.
In the corner, a shadowy figure emerged—it was the butler from the villa during the fire incident.
The butler handed a phone to Fiona.
"Ms. Jones, I saw that b***h board the plane. This is the phone she threw away, and the data has been restored. Our people are on it. She won't be coming back. Ever. What should we do next?"
A glint of ma
