Margaret was in shock. How can that be? He was weak and battered yesterday, but he was walking on his own. And now he suddenly fell into a coma.
What happened to him? Please tell me. The doctor brushed her off. Why should I explain myself to you? Who are you to him? His father is on duty here.
He knows everything. You’ll be informed when you can visit. But for now, his condition is extremely critical.
I don’t have time to argue with you. Other patients are waiting. Farewell.
Margaret was deeply upset and was about to leave the department when a nurse caught up with her. It’s not as the doctor said. You’re Liam’s fiancée, aren’t you? I figured it out immediately.
Something isn’t right here. He didn’t fall into any coma. They’re just feeding him some kind of medication, and we don’t understand why.
But I overheard that the wealthy man, who seems to be his father, gave a significant bribe to our doctor and asked to make sure that Liam never leaves the Never. I was the one who treated his wounds yesterday. There was nothing serious there.
Margaret was in shock. She had no idea what to do. How could she help Liam? She scolded herself.
There you go, getting involved in another situation. I have enough problems of my own, and here I am worrying about someone else’s troubles. My character is foolish.
The girl wrestled with her feelings and doubts all night, unable to close her eyes. By morning, she had resolved that she couldn’t live with peace of mind if she didn’t save Liam. After all, he was her age.
Why should he die? It was wrong and unjust. Her initial impulse was to rush to the police and tell them everything she knew. But then she changed her mind.
With a man that wealthy, he likely had connections within the police force. And what could she accuse him of? Right now, it was all just rumors. There was no concrete evidence.
The worst part was that she had no one to turn to. That’s when Margaret remembered the nurse, Vivian. She decided to meet with her again and arranged to meet at a cafe.
Surprised, Vivian arrived on time but was unsure of how she could help. Margaret started the conversation. I’m sorry for bothering you again, but I have nowhere else to turn.
You can’t just tell people about this. No one would believe it. Please, help me save Liam.
I want to get him out of the hospital. I can get a car. I know how to drive.
The only question is how to get him out. He’s in a coma right now. Vivian fought for a moment and replied.
Let’s think this through. I’m on the night shift the day after tomorrow. I can skip his injection and four, and then the patient should wake up in about a day.
You’ll bring your car to the back exit near the laundry room. There are no cameras there. I’ll give you a white coat, a cap, and a mask.
We can try to do this together. I’m afraid to involve anyone else. I can’t trust anyone 100%, but we’ll need to come up with a story for when they start searching for him.
This is happening on my shift. I can imagine what will happen to me. They might even fire me for this, but you know what? Let them fire me.
What are they doing? Poisoning a healthy person. So, what’s your plan? Where will you take Liam? Margaret sighed heavily. I don’t have a plan.
I’ll take him to my place. That’s the only option. And when he wakes up and tells us who kidnapped him and why, we’ll go to the police.
It’s a very strange story. That’s where they left it. Margaret was so nervous these three days that she could barely complete her shift, and on the appointed day, she was trembling throughout.
She was afraid that nothing would work out. Or what if Liam didn’t wake up at her place? What then? But it was too late to turn back, and in the evening, after completing a customer’s ride, she disabled the camera in her car. She parked her car in the hospital’s backyard as per the plan, changed into the disguise Vivian had prepared, and crossed herself.
Vivian was waiting for her in the ward. Together, they laid Liam on a gurney and wheeled him to the exit. The gurney climbed against the hospital’s tiled floors, and Margaret’s heart raced.
She kept praying that no one would come their way. Vivian had fought ahead and covered Liam’s head with a sheet. Luckily, their plan went off without a hitch.
At that late hour, all the patients were asleep, as was the attending doctor. Once they’d safely placed Liam in the backseat of her car, Margaret accelerated onto the highway, her heart pounding furiously. She felt like a criminal, constantly glancing around and fearing surveillance.
Finally, near her home, she called Charles. Charles, please come out for a moment. I need your help.
I’m sorry it’s so late. The man was shocked when he saw the unconscious guy on the backseat, while Margaret said, help, don’t just stand there. I can’t lift him alone.
We need to take him to my room. Just don’t ask any questions, okay? I’ll explain everything later, I promise. Without further ado, Charles helped carry Liam to the room and laid him on the couch.
He then said, Margaret, you really do get yourself into some situations, don’t you? Who is this sleeping beauty? Did you take a car from the taxi service again? Did anyone see you? Margaret shook her head negatively. No one saw me. I disabled the camera.
I’ll return everything to its place. You won’t tell anyone, right? I’m not doing anything wrong. Quite the opposite.
I want to save this person from death. Do you believe me? Charles waved his hand. I won’t tell anyone, but I don’t want to know more than I already do.
I’m sorry. Well, I’m heading home. I helped as much as I could.
Margaret returned the car to the taxi service, and it seemed like everything went smoothly. Nevertheless, she was trembling as if she had a fever. So many incidents and emotions in one evening, and on top of it, her pregnancy.
She arrived home on the last bus, checked that Liam was breathing, and collapsed beside him, utterly drained. She was anxious and in tears, thinking, my goodness, what have I gotten myself into? Charles is right. This is very dangerous.
What if that rich man finds me? What will happen to me and to Liam? I don’t even have anyone to protect me. A day passed, and Liam finally started to regain consciousness. He squinted at the sun and turned his head, not understanding where he was.
He asked, excuse me, miss, where am I? Why am I not in the hospital? Oh, I think I remember you. You are the taxi driver who saved me on the highway. Margaret told Liam everything she knew.
The young man listened attentively, didn’t interrupt, remained silent for a long time, and then began to tell his own story. It’s not my father. But for you all to understand, I’ll start from the very beginning.
My parents were very wealthy people. My father was a businessman with a chain of hotels around the city. My mother was a prominent lawyer.
So, when I was three years old, my father started receiving threats from his competitors. They threatened him and his family, demanding that he give up his business. That’s when my father decided to play it safe and wrote a will.
In it, he stated that all his property, valuable assets, and money would be mine, but only when I reached the age of 23. I believe it all started because of this will. Because I’m turning 23 exactly a week from now.
So, my father was very close to his associate, Winston, who was his assistant and even a distant relative. My father trusted him completely, like family. Soon after the threats, the criminals acted on their words and attacked my father, shooting him in his car.
My mother, overwhelmed by grief and stress, had a weak heart and passed away soon after. She couldn’t handle all these troubles and tragedies. So, at the age of three, I became an orphan.
It was my father’s associate, Winston, who took me under his wing. He was the one who assumed control of my father’s business, and as far back as I can remember, my stepfather never really showed any affection toward me. He didn’t beat or mistreat me, but he never loved me either.
When I turned 13, my stepfather married a young woman, Gabrielle. That’s when I became superfluous. I was immediately sent to study at a prestigious private school in England.
I stayed there and then went on to university, which I successfully completed. Finally, I decided to return home. I wanted to start my own business, but my stepfather didn’t like the idea.
He wanted to keep controlling me, just like he did before. I only found out about the will by accident when I went to visit my old nanny. She told me everything because she had been there with me throughout those early events.
She had seen and heard everything but knew how to keep her lips sealed. When I had an argument with my stepfather and started looking for the notary who had held my father’s will for all these years, that’s when everything began. At first, I started receiving threats on the phone, but unfortunately, I didn’t take them seriously.
A week later, the gang kidnapped me, held me captive in an abandoned ranger’s cabin in the woods. They beat me and demanded that I renounce the will. I was just lucky to escape.
Now, I have no doubt who’s behind my kidnapping and who stood to gain from me renouncing it.» Margaret exclaimed, Well, it’s obvious, Liam. Of course, it’s your stepfather. Who else could it be? We need to go to the police immediately and raise the alarm.
He won’t rest until he eliminates you. Liam replied evasively, Well, it seems that way, but I can’t understand why my stepfather didn’t try to get rid of me earlier, when I was just a child. You see, there’s an addendum in the will that if I can’t inherit the assets for some reason, then everything goes to Winston.
Margaret said, So, you’ve been incredibly lucky. And your stepfather simply didn’t know about the existence of the will until recently, when you told him. But I’m sure he’s involved in your kidnapping.
I sew his eyes. Cold, calculating, and malevolent. Margaret took Liam to the police, where he shared the harrowing details of his past.
A criminal case was initiated, and after a lengthy and thorough investigation, horrifying revelations came to light. It turned out that Winston not only organized and financed Liam’s kidnapping but also had a hand in the murder of his biological father. Liam couldn’t believe it.
He was shaken to his core. He persuaded the investigator to arrange a meeting with his stepfather. Liam wanted to look him in the eyes and ask just one question.