Ivanna's condition had deteriorated significantly. Despite efforts from my mother, Molly, Hana, and others to deter them, these people were relentless, seemingly devoid of reason.

"Spread out. The pregnant woman needs to go to the hospital. What do you think you're doing?" Both Lauren and I shouted angrily, but our voices were drowned out by their questions.

The medical staff in the ambulance couldn't get close to us. The household servants rushed over, trying to pull them away, but the reporters still crowded around even after being dragged out.

"What do you want?"

"Get out of the way! Are you trying to hurt them?"

The servants shouted, shielding us and pushing back the crazed reporters, but the medical staff still couldn't squeeze through.

As Ivanna's condition worsened, the reporters remained oblivious, focused only on pushing forward, their footing becoming increasingly unstable.

The situation was dire. I shielded Ivanna, who could barely stand, since a large area beneath he