Chapter 62

"Promise me… never do something so foolish again." Callum's voice wasn't loud, but every word carried an unmistakable weight—calm, yet absolute. "Otherwise, I'll really be mad at you. Because next time, I might not get there in time." Even now, thinking back, he still felt a chill go down his spine. If he had arrived even one minute later, would Brittany still be here? She stared at him in a daze, her eyes clouded with tears. She nodded hard. "Callum… Ford Group's stocks have tanked because of me. What should we do?" Callum reached out and gently patted her on the head. "It's alright. I'll handle it. Just rest for now. I'll have someone bring you something to eat." "Okay." Brittany obediently lay back down in bed. … The moment Callum exited the VIP suite, he noticed Julian standing right there, clearly hesitating to speak. "Do you have something to say?" Julian immediately responded, "Mrs. Ford has been discharged." "Alright." Callum nodded, his face unreadable, his voice