Dr. Sanders had just hooked Christine up to an IV drip when she turned to Dailey, "Mr. Clarkson, I need to take some blood for tests."
Dailey nodded, "Let's get those results ASAP."
After drawing the blood, Dr. Sanders assured, "I'll hurry."
Primo followed the doctor out.
Dailey turned to Bella, "You and Mr. Shaw go ahead with your plans. I'll stay here and watch over her."
Bella, not wanting to intrude on their moment, said, "Well, if there's anything you need, just holler."
Dailey saw them out, promising, "I've got this."
"Alright then."
Dailey closed the door and returned to the living room, asking his men, "Where's Nelly?"
Quinn replied, "The boss had her taken back. She's been in Vista Town for a while now, under watch."
Something flickered in Dailey's eyes. Could it really have been an accident?
"Make sure it's actually Nelly."
Quinn immediately called Bijan.
Dailey went to get some hot water, wrung out a warm towel, and gently wiped Christine's face.
Sitting by the bed, he watched the IV drip slowly.
As her swelling went down and the redness faded, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sorry, being with me has brought you nothing but trouble."
He couldn't bear to think of what might come next.
Vista Town was a place under constant surveillance.
The drip continued its slow descent, marking the passage of time.
Once the IV was done, Dailey carefully removed the needle, pressing down to stop any bleeding.
"Chris," Jane walked in without knocking, a privilege of being close to Gregory, who had reserved the entire floor.
"Stop worrying," Gregory said, smoothing out the furrow in her brow, "Let Dailey handle the investigation. We'll have answers soon."
"Christine's already on a drip; she'll be fine. Stop fretting."
"You dig into this. Help Dailey out. I'll stay here with Chris."
Jane knew Gregory would inevitably get involved.
Dailey was bound to unravel the truth, but with his mind on Christine, Gregory's unbridled approach might yield quicker results.
Soon, Gregory unearthed some leads.
"Nelly hasn't been idle these years abroad. I thought her coming back, showing such concern for you, even with your grandfather in the ICU, was a sign of lingering feelings."
"But now, it seems like she just can't let go."
"After how the Clarkson family treated her, it's no wonder she harbors resentment."
Dailey scanned through photos and videos, piecing together that Nelly had made quite a few connections.
From her return, her grandfather's death followed shortly. The Clarksons, known for their cold calculations, prioritized the family's image and interests above all.
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