Chapter 496 Not Just a Dream

I understood why he was taken aback, but seeing Idris was all I could think about. I asked him straight up, "Mr. Long, I'm here for Idris. Do you know which room he's in?" He bit his lip, took a beat, and with a tense look, told me, "Ms. Scott, things aren't looking great for Mr. Young. I just got the call and came as fast as I could." His words hit me like a ton of bricks, and a wave of dread washed over me. I pressed him, "What's wrong with him?" He looked at me with eyes full of regret and a touch of sorrow. "It's not looking good," he said. "We got the antidote in him as fast as we could, but he was already hurt inside from before at the border. And now..." My heart clenched painfully, and I fought to keep my emotions in check. "Take me to him," I managed to say. He nodded, but then he hesitated, rooted to the spot. "Mr. Young might not want you to see him like this," he said cautiously. "Take me to him," I repeated, my voice shaking. Gregory let out a small sigh, nodded, a