Chapter 290 The Accident on the Highway
I felt relieved after ensuring the contract had no issues. After leaving Adrian’s office, I handled everything with utmost care. The two cunning foxes played their games, and it would likely affect the people around
them
When I returned to the company, I saw a group gathered at the large screen in the lobby. They were watching the real–time news reports. The crowd even gasped in surprise occasionally. I glanced at the screen and noticed it was a news report on an accident.
I paid little attention since it could trigger some unsettling memories.
“I heard it was the CEO of ATL Empire.”
“It looks pretty severe.”
My head spun when I heard those words. I rushed toward the large screen and stared at it. The footage. showed a nearly wrecked Maybach with smoke coming from it. The scene was horrifying, and a glimpse
of the license plate made me suspect it might be Atlas’s car.
I was shocked as I grabbed a passerby and asked, my voice shaking, “W–When did that happen?!”
“Just a while ago. Didn’t you see?” the person replied, looking at me in surprise.
“Where is it? Please tell me!” I pointed at the screen desperately.
“It should be on the highway to the airport.”
I ran outside but forgot something important–my car was in the underground parking lot. I quickly descended the elevator, but my hands shook once I entered my car. Tears welled in my eyes as I
muttered, “Atlas, if something happens to you, I-”
I couldn’t finish my sentence because I felt overwhelmed. After taking a deep breath, I drove off, determined to find which hospital Atlas was in. Since Foswood had many hospitals, I went to the most
renowned one–Klinein Hospital.
My legs trembled as I ran through the hospital lobby. People crowded the area, but I didn’t know if Atlas
was there. I asked the nurse, “Is there a car accident patient here?”
In the emergency room,” she replied before running off.
I froze as the word “emergency” echoed in my mind. When I reached the emergency room, I saw a group
in black suits forming a barrier. It was daunting, and I didn’t recognize anyone. I tried getting past them,
but one of the guards stopped me, “Miss, you can’t get in.”
“I want to..” My words got stuck in my throat. I didn’t know how to introduce myself because I was nothing to Atlas’s people. “I just want to see if the person inside is okay. Is it Atlas? Please tell me if it is.
Let me in, please!”
Still, the guard warned, “Step back, Miss! No one is allowed to
“Let her through!” A cold, commanding voice sounded.
I froze, and my hands dropped to my sides. I looked inside and saw a stern–looking woman on a chair just
outside the emergency room. It was Celine.
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