Chapter 10

Just as Stanley was about to lift the sheet, the phone in the inner pocket of his suit started vibrating like a death knell, its sharp ringtone cutting through the silence of the room. He froze, frowning impatiently. He hadn't wanted to be disturbed, but the phone wouldn't stop ringing, as if demanding to be answered. He clicked his tongue, withdrew his hand, and pulled out the phone. The screen flashed the number of the head of the security team guarding Clarissa's room. A sense of foreboding surged through him, and he answered immediately. "Mr. Frey, you need to come back right away! Ms. Sutton has already woken up, but she's extremely agitated. She's been crying out your name nonstop. We couldn't calm her down, and she almost pulled out her IV! "We're barely keeping her under control!" The bodyguard's voice was frantic, with Clarissa's tearful screams faintly audible in the background. Stanley's heart clenched instantly. Clarissa had just undergone major surgery, and her body