When I arrived at the hospital, I noticed the increased security in the VIP ward. Guards stood every few steps along the corridor leading to Ivanna’s ward. I felt uneasy and wondered if something had happened.

I quickly approached the ward and saw Lauren inside, but Jared wasn’t around. Ivanna was awake and turned to me when I entered. Her voice was weak, asking, “Why are you so late?”

“Ugh, don't even ask,” I complained as I recounted what happened with Grace.

Ivanna and Lauren were surprised, and the latter clicked her tongue disapprovingly. “Tsk tsk. Grace’s past misfortune probably led to this, and Melanie wants to collect her debts.”

Ivanna sneered, “None of the Murphys deserve pity. Chlo, don’t go soft-hearted again. You should know how pointless it is.”

I understood her reasoning for saying that. After all, she had witnessed the Murphys’ cruelty toward me and Ava.

I put down my bag and approached Ivanna’s bedside, asking, “What’s with the increased security outside?”

Laur