Back in Keston, Faye Vaughn was rushed to the emergency room.
The medical staff was already on standby. They drew blood, ran tests, and performed a thorough examination.
The final diagnosis was severe pneumonia.
"Why does pneumonia warrant a trip to the ICU?" Finn Hawthorne demanded, growing more and more agitated as he waited for report after report.
He had watched helplessly as the nurses wheeled Faye Vaughn into the intensive care unit, and an indescribable panic seized him.
"Third Young Master, please don't worry. Miss Vaughn will be all right," said Simon Shaw, the special assistant. He had been sent by Wyatt Hawthorne to check on Faye Vaughn's condition and offer some words of comfort.
"Cut the useless crap!" Finn Hawthorne shot him a fierce glare, his eyes full of restless aggression.
