Chapter 55

When Sloane reached the intensive care unit, she spotted Dominic standing beside the dean. “Hello, Dean. Alpha Volkov.” She greeted them calmly, though her mind was already on Mr. Brown’s chart. Before she could open her mouth to report his condition, a strange sound pierced the steady rhythm of the ward. Beep. Beep. Beep. Her instincts kicked in immediately. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. In the next second, she was already inside the room. Without hesitation, she yanked out Mr. Brown’s IV line. The needle tore free, crimson drops splattering across the pristine white sheets. “What the hell are you doing?” Nick’s voice cracked like a whip. His eyes were bloodshot, exhaustion and fury burning through them. He looked ready to lunge, like a caged beast pushed too far. “If anything happens to my grandfather, I swear I’ll…” “Look at the monitor!” Sloane snapped, cutting him off. For a moment, no one moved. Her outburst had frozen them in place. Nick’s gaze darted to the equipment bes