"Curtis is the one in the emergency room."

Caleb walked closer, but he only saw Lloyd. He couldn't help but feel confused. "Where's Yvonne?"

"Ms. Yvonne wants to perform the surgery on Curtis herself."

Lloyd was five feet and nine inches tall, but he was panicking like a child at that moment. Tears were streaming down his face.

"What happened, Mr. Turner? Why would you guys get into a car crash? Curtis is injured so badly …"

Caleb was filled with guilt as he turned to glance at the emergency room. "It's my fault."

He could have gone to the Anderson Group for a meeting without a hiccup today, but he'd suddenly wanted to get coffee while they'd been on their way.

Caleb had ordered Curtis to wait in the car while he'd gone into the café alone. When he'd come out, he had been greeted by the sight of pedestrians running for their lives, screaming.

Then, a van nearby had driven straight toward him.

At that critical moment, a figure had rushed over and pushed him away.

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