Chapter 138

At two in the afternoon, Mrs. Richards slipped quietly back into the house, looking disheveled and worn out. It was eerily silent. The mansion, usually full of life, felt hollow-like someone had hit pause on the world. Catching a passing maid, she asked anxiously, "Is Mr. Richards back?" The maid froze for a second. The moment she recognized her, tears welled up and fell down her cheeks. Her voice trembled, "Ma'am, you need to get to the hospital now. Second Young Master-he was in a car accident. His arm... it got crushed... They're in surgery right now. We still don't know if they can save it." Mrs. Richards stood there, stunned. Without caring how messy she looked, she rushed to the hospital. Outside the operating room, the hallway was filled with friends and relatives. Everyone's face was tight with worry. Charles looked like his whole world had collapsed. Mrs. Richards stumbled over, her hair a mess, gripping her husband's arm with trembling hands. "Where's Sebastian?! Charles, whe