He was the president of XL. If sothing happened to him now, it must have been because of an internal issue within the company, right?
But what kind of issue could be serious enough to keep him from contacting her?
Aurora knew exactly how deeply Everett loved her. Her instincts scread at her—sothing major had happened.
"You said he hasn’t contacted you at all? Not even before?"
"He used to call every day," Aurora said, her voice tight with worry. "He’d even video chat with every night. But since yesterday, I haven’t been able to reach him. His phone’s off, and he’s disappeared from all the ssaging apps!"
Aurora furrowed her brows tightly. Her grandfather and Jesse, who were nearby, overheard the conversation, and their expressions darkened.
Worry was written all over Aurora’s delicate face. She knew Everett—he would never just cut off contact like this. Sothing had definitely happened. He couldn’t reach her!
"Alright. I’ll ask around and see if I can dig up anything."
"Thanks. I’m going to call Mr. Nelson too, maybe he can get through to Everett."
After hanging up, Aurora imdiately called Eric.
Normally, she would’ve called Ella, but since Ella was pregnant now, she hardly kept her phone close.
Besides, this was too important to wait. She had to go directly to Eric.
Eric also found the situation strange. He promised Aurora that if he heard anything from Everett, he would call her imdiately.
With Eric’s promise, Aurora allowed herself a tiny breath of relief.
"Sis, what’s going on?" Jesse asked, concern written all over his face. "You look like you’re caught in a fog you can’t get out of."
"It’s nothing," Aurora said softly. "Just... a friend I can’t get ahold of. I asked Mr. Nelson to help look for him."
Aurora’s fingers kept nervously scrolling across her phone. Jesse stayed quiet.
Her grandfather looked at her calmly and said, "If it’s a blessing, it won’t pass you by; if it’s a misfortune, you can’t dodge it. Those blessed with strong fates, no matter what they face, will always pull through. It’s the others—like your mother and Grandma Carter... They left too young."
Aurora’s eyes welled up with tears.
"Grandpa, please don’t think like that. If they see you so sad from up there, they wouldn’t be happy either."
Her grandfather nodded gently. "That’s why I always tell you—don’t overthink. Let things happen naturally."
Aurora nodded in agreent. Her grandfather had seen too much in life, so he was used to letting things go.
But she was still young.
The man she loved suddenly cutting off all contact—how could she not worry?
Her phone rang again.
It was Eric.
Aurora picked up the call with a surge of hope—only to be told that Eric still couldn’t get in touch with Everett. Her heart sank even deeper.
"Don’t worry," Eric said gently, hearing the panic in her voice. "As soon as I hear anything, you’ll be the first to know."
"Thank you, Mr. Nelson."
Aurora hung up,
Old Mr. Langston was overwheld with worry—his son was his only true heir.
Although he had a daughter too, she was reckless and spoiled, obsessed with nothing but eating and playing. She had no qualities fit to inherit his corporation.
Gianna lowered her gaze.
In truth, she was the one who had poisoned Everett.
She had done it so cleverly that no one suspected her at all.
Just two days ago, desperate to stop Everett from returning to his ho country, Gianna had confided in a friend she had t online.
They had never t in person, and she had no idea who this "friend" really was, so she poured her heart out without much caution.
To her surprise, that online friend imdiately sent her a drug, claiming it would knock soone out for seven full days and nights.
Fueled by jealousy over Aurora, and terrified that once Everett returned to his holand, he and Aurora would finally be together, Gianna decided to secretly drug him.
She didn’t even know what the substance was called.
Now, seeing how distraught the old man was, Gianna began to panic a little herself.
What if it really was poison?
What if Everett never woke up?
The thought made her face turn pale.
Just then, Ophelia ca back. Seeing everyone’s gloomy faces, she frowned and asked, "Mommy, Big Brother still isn’t awake?"
"No," Old Mr. Langston replied before Gianna could speak. "Your brother was poisoned!"
He added sternly, "Ophelia, you must be extrely careful these next few days. Don’t let any suspicious people get near you, and don’t reveal your identity to anyone outside."
Ophelia’s identity had always been kept secret when she attended school. Old Mr. Langston feared that if it ever got out, it would bring endless trouble to the family.
"Got it. I just can’t believe soone so disgusting would poison Big Brother. Daddy, you know Big Brother is like a superstar at school, right? Everyone adores him!" Ophelia said, shaking her head.
Gianna’s cheeks burned with sha—her own daughter calling her disgusting without even knowing it.
Old Mr. Langston looked deeply troubled.
"I’m afraid your brother’s chances are slim. The doctors said they’ve never seen anything like this before. Sigh... Our Langston family might not hold on much longer. If your uncle’s branch of the family takes over, it won’t take them ten years to ruin everything we’ve built."
"Don’t worry so much, Daddy," Ophelia said cheerfully. "I believe Big Brother will wake up! Even though he’s kind of a pain, he’s still my Big Brother."
Despite being spoiled like her mother, Ophelia’s heart was in the right place.
"You little brat," Mr. Langston muttered, feeling a bittersweet warmth.
"Co on, Ophelia, let’s go upstairs," Gianna said quickly. "Let’s not bother your Daddy. I’ll stay with you for a bit before I head back, okay?"
Gianna rose to her feet. In truth, guilt was gnawing at her, and she couldn’t bear to stay in the room any longer.
Outside the hospital room, Tobias stood silently, glancing at his phone from ti to ti.
Nearby, his colleague Hans whispered, "Sir, the old master took away the young master’s phone. What if the young master wakes up and gets furious with us?"
Tobias snorted.
"Let him yell at us. I’d rather be cursed at by him a thousand tis than see him lying there like this."
Hans’s expression grew grim.
"The young master was poisoned with sothing unheard of. The old master has already summoned top professors from Country W and Y to co and help. They should arrive soon... but honestly, cases like this are extrely rare."
Tobias’s face darkened even more.
The young master had always been extrely cautious with his food and drink.
Who would’ve thought that the mont he moved back to live under Old Mr. Langston’s roof, sothing like this would happen?
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