Carrying Gwynn in his arms, Mason sat in the ambulance. He used to be a medical student. So, he did what he could to stabilize her vital signs and called his hospital. He ordered, “I need information on Gwynn Worshem’s medical history.”

A couple of minutes later, the hospital staff on the other end of the phone said, aghast at his finding, “Ms. Gwynn has stage four liver cancer, Mr. Mason.”

His phone dropped to the floor of the ambulance.

Moments later, he came back to his senses and called Ava. His voice was as soft as it could be. “Track down Liam at all costs. I don’t care where he is now, cuff him up and drag him back if you have to.

“If there’s still time, he’ll transplant part of his liver to his sister. If time isn’t on our side, then at least he’ll have seen her one last time.”

Ava was completely taken aback. Gwynn must’ve had some terminal illness or cancer for her CEO to be talking like this.

Then, he took the unconscious Gwynn to Lockwood Hospital.

Zoe was there f