Chapter 108
Mirabella had barely stepped off the school grounds when her phone buzzed in her pocket. Fishing it out, she saw it was Catherine calling, and without hesitation, she pressed the answer button. “Hello, Grandma… Alright, I’ll be there soon.”
After hanging up, Mirabella’s gaze hardened slightly before she made her way to the curb, ready to hail a taxi to the hospital. But as she stepped toward the street, a sleek black sedan rolled up and stopped right in front of her. The window slid down, revealing Zach’s handsome, refined face.
Mirabella tilted her head slightly, eyeing Zach in the driver’s seat with a hint of surprise. “Zach?” Her gaze briefly flitted across the car’s emblem, her expression unreadable.
Last time, it was a BMW. This time, it was a Mercedes. The rumors about her brothers‘ lack of ambition seemed to be overturned once again.
Zach, oblivious to his sister’s scrutiny, arched an eyebrow and said, “Hop in, I’m your ride home today.”
Mirabella shook her head and replied, “I’m not heading home just yet. I need to swing by the hospital.”
“The hospital?” Zach’s confusion was evident.
“The lady who raised me fell ill the other day and was admitted. I’m going to see her today,” Mirabella explained without holding back.
Upon hearing this, a more serious expression settled on Zach’s face. “Let me drive you there, and I might as well pay a visit to the old lady, too.”
After a brief consideration, Mirabella didn’t object, slid into the passenger seat, and gave him the hospital’s address. Meanwhile, Summer stepped out of the school gates, noticing Mirabella getting into the black Mercedes. Her eyes narrowed thoughtfully, and after a few seconds, she briskly made her way to the luxury vehicle the Gilbert family had sent for her. Opening the door, she settled inside.
“Follow that black Mercedes,” she instructed the driver.
Twenty minutes later, Mirabella and Zach arrived at the hospital.
Zach felt it was inappropriate to visit empty–handed, so he suggested Mirabella go ahead to the ward while he popped into a nearby store to pick up some things. Since he insisted, Mirabella went on ahead and soon reached the floor where Catherine was staying.
In the room, beside Catherine, were two other people, Dr. Erik and Dr. Ray.
As Mirabella pushed the door open, Catherine’s face immediately lit up with joy and excitement. “Mira, you are here.”
Mirabella smiled, her clear eyes filled with a gentle warmth. “Yeah.”
She walked over, casually dropping her messenger bag onto a nearby chair, then turned her attention to the doctors. “May I ask what brings you here to see me?” Her voice was calm and tinged with curiosity.
Dr. Erik glanced at Dr. Ray before standing up, his demeanor polite. “Well, during our checkup on Catherine, we noticed she’s recovering remarkably fast. After inquiring, we learned that Catherine has been taking some additional medication.”
Mirabella’s brows quirked slightly, already anticipating their question.
“This afternoon, I managed to get a sample of the dissolved medication from Catherine to analyze. It seems to have an extraordinary effect on the heart, so I was wondering, Ms. Mirabella, through which channels you acquired it.” There was a hint of hope in Dr. Erik’s question.
Mirabella glanced at him while methodically peeling an apple with a fruit knife, responding coolly, “I’m afraid that’s a personal concoction made by a friend of mine. It’s not for sale.”
Both Dr. Erik and Dr. Ray couldn’t hide the flicker of disappointment in their eyes.
