“I have the discharge papers here. Oliver is clear to go,” she says, handing the paperwork over to Katelyn.
Katelyn came in her own car and straps Oliver into his baby car seat.
“I will drive with you,” James offers.
“Right behind you guys,” Dale says.
When they arrived at James penthouse, he took Oliver in his arms and cuddled him a bit, “see you in a few weeks buddy,” he whispers.
“You take care of yourself,” James says before signaling Dale to follow him to his office.
Dale takes his phone and leaves it on the kitchen counter.
Once the door is shut behind them, James takes out the vile of blue blood, “one of the Kheprians gave this to me, showing me that it will speed up Oliver’s recovering and even if the surgery didn’t work; with the surveillance corneas removed, this will use
