“I can give you another chance.”

Hannah’s voice, resonant and authoritative, seemed to bring a glimmer of hope back to Faustina’s despondent eyes.

“I’m willing to do anything!”

Hannah turned to Faustina and asked, “Can you reach out to Amelie?”

“Yes…” Faustina replied cautiously.

“For now, I can still get in touch with her… But if she replaces out that you know what I’ve done, I’m afraid we might not be able to get in touch.”

Knowing that she could get in touch with Amelie, Hannah said, “Okay, I’ll give you a chance.

Contact Amelie and let her know that you’ve completed what she asked and that Wallace won’t have long to live.”

Faustina’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked at Hannah in disbelief.

“If I really tell her, she’ll bring someone to the hospital.

And…”

“She is the one I am waiting for,” Hannah replied.

“If you’re sure you can deceive her, I’ll give you this chance.

Otherwise, I’ll turn you over to Charlie.”

“No!” Faustina began trembling violently.

“I can do it! I’ll send her a message right away.”

Hannah shook her head.

“Not right now.

I’ll set a specific time for you.

During this period, someone will be assigned to keep an eye on you.

If Amelie asks about your recent activities, you’ll need to know how to respond.

Understand?”

Afraid Hannah might change her mind, Faustina nodded.

“Don’t worry! I’ll handle it! I know what to do!”

After handling Faustina, Hannah instructed Dilan to escort her out and replace a room where she could be closely monitored.

With only a few of their own people remaining on the training ground, Charlie’s demeanor had lost its earlier arrogance in front of Hannah.

“Miss Moore,” he said, his tone subdued, “I should have removed Faustina from the team a long time ago.”

“It’s not your fault, but I do need your help with something,”

Hannah said.

“We are short of staff in the hospital lately.

I need you and your team to go there and help out during this time.”

“If you hadn’t told me, I would have applied for a transfer to the hospital.” Charlie looked a little worried.

“Is Mr.

Compton all right?”

Considering Wallace’s situation, Hannah shook her head thoughtfully.

“I don’t have all the details yet.

I need to gather a few specific medications to prepare a specialized treatment for him.

You will be on guard around the clock these days to prevent any serious incidents and make sure I’m fully aware of the situation.”

Charlie nodded and said, “Understood.

You can count on me.

I’ll be at the hospital and will report the situation daily.”

In the following days, Hannah had been shuttling between the hospital and the manor.

She finally discovered the formula for the specialized medication and managed to prepare it just before the horse racing competition began.

Dr.

Burton gazed at the injection with a look of shock and apprehension.

“Miss Moore, are you absolutely certain this injection is safe? Mr.

Compton has been improving lately.

I suggest considering a more conservative treatment approach.”

After staring at the injection for a moment, Hannah shook her head and said, “As doctors, we both understand that conservative treatment only maintains his current state by merely keeping him alive.

It doesn’t truly address the underlying issues.

His vital signs could deteriorate at any moment, and I can’t afford to delay any Longer.”

Dr.

Burton’s expression grew uneasy.

“But you’ve prepared a specialized medication, and we don’t yet know if it will be effective.

If it turns out to have adverse effects…”

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