Chapter 268: Desmond isn’t an Allen...
As Davis wheeled back into the lounge area, he glanced around, expecting to see Bella still chatting away beside Jessica. But to his surprise, the seat next to Jessica was empty. And the bottle of water in her hand was almost emptied.
Noticing him rolling into the lounge, Jessica looked up and smiled briefly. "Bella had to leave," she said gently, standing to her feet. "She got called into surgery. An emergency case."
Davis nodded in understanding. "Typical Bella. Always running where she’s needed."
Jessica chuckled softly, then reached for the wheelchair. "Shall we go see Grandpa now?"
"Of course," Davis replied with an affirmative nod. His heart beating wildly at the thought, he had previously blamed him for not stopping Desmond’s attitude of taking over his fiancée for his son, but with so many events that had taken place within this period, he felt grateful.
Also, he still had to guide Bella into recalling who their grandfather was and possibly introducing them to each other.
Davis’ lips lifted upward as he imagined how surprising and comforting the revelation would be to the Elder who had borne the pain of losing his granddaughter, son.
Slowly, they made their way through the quiet corridors of the hospital going over to another wing of the large hospital.
A soft hush lingered in the air, interrupted only by the soft echo of their steady footsteps.
Soon, they reached the VIP wing. Several bodyguards of Davis’ secret team stood respectfully at the door, preventing even the smallest fly to pass through into the ward.
"Welcome, boss," they chorused in unison as Davis came to a halt at the doorpost. Jessica, with measured steps, stopped beside him, sighing deeply.