Aubree shut her eyes and pretended to sleep.
After a while, she vaguely heard Sonya's voice, engaged in a conversation on the phone, coming from outside the ward.
"Find out what Roxanne has been up to after returning to the country."
The person on the other end must have found something in their investigations and was making a report to Sonya.
"I see," Sonya replied. "If that's the case, notify all the medicinal herb suppliers in Horington that it is now an act of rebellion against Farwell Group to provide medicinal herb supplies to Roxanne."
The person on the other end hurriedly assured her.
At the sound of Sonya's footsteps fast approaching, Aubree quickly adjusted her expression to appear that she was fast asleep.
Sonya stood beside the bed. Her eyes blazed with tenderness and guilt upon noticing how weary Aubree looked.
Roxanne shouldn't have come back after walking out six years ago! I will have her disappear from our sight for good this time, no matter what it takes. My son should not let a good gid like Aubree down.
Aubree was beginning to feel uneasy under Sonya's scrutiny. Pretending to be startled awake from her slumber, she appeared surprised at the sight of the older woman standing by her bed. "What time is it, Mrs. Farwell? Why are you still here?"
Her act was flawless. Even her hoarse voice upon waking was impeccable.
Sonya smiled as if nothing had happened. "It's all right. I'm just staying here to keep you company."
Aubree frowned. "You should be getting back. It isn't ideal for you to spend the night here. I will feel so guilty if you fall ill tomorrow."
It was only then that Sonya agreed reluctantly.
"I'll walk you out." Aubree made to sit up.
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