"I’ve got something to do, I’ll leave first. Call me when Grandpa wakes up." Poe Vaughn looked at the old man for a moment, his gaze fell on Chandler Rhodes’s face, his voice sounding emotionless and lacking warmth, just like usual, unchanged. Chandler Rhodes looked kind: "Go on with your business, we’re here with your Grandpa, no need to worry." Poe Vaughn’s gaze fell on June Rhodes and Yvonne Rhodes, nodded, then turned and left. Without saying anything more. June Rhodes and Yvonne Rhodes nodded, watching this composed figure walk out of the ward. Poe Vaughn managing to do this was already quite impressive, unexpected for them, feeling both guilty and warm-hearted. June Rhodes said, "Never interacted with the kid before, today is truly the first time. The kid looks very much like his mother." Chandler Rhodes sighed, "Hayden was wrong, terribly wrong." Yvonne Rhodes replied coldly, "It’s not that he’s wrong, he’s brainless." Suddenly, June Rhodes and Chandler Rhodes fell silent, their expressions turning solemn. Because, Yvonne wasn’t wrong. Hayden indeed lacked sense. Choosing such a bad person over someone good, being manipulated, never waking up all these years. If that’s not brainless, what is it? After a while, Chandler Rhodes said, "June, you stay here with Dad, Yvonne, come out with me for a moment." He wanted to ask Yvonne something. June Rhodes nodded, "You go ahead, I’ll stay here and watch over." Chandler Rhodes and Yvonne Rhodes went out, to a slightly farther place, Chandler Rhodes spoke: "How is Hayden now?" Chandler Rhodes was also hospitalized, the youngest son is still in Las Vegas, in a dangerous situation, the old man was hospitalized due to rage, Ronia Ackerly is another troublemaker, and even his own son doesn’t care for him. Check latest chapters at N0v3l.Fiɾe.net Given all circumstances, him collapsing was indeed a normal occurrence. Though he was angry with this brother, he couldn’t help it, after all, it’s his own brother. He knew very well his brother’s character. Yvonne Rhodes remained cold, especially when Chandler Rhodes asked about Hayden, her expression darkened: "What else? Anger overwhelmed him, and he deserved that kick I gave." Yvonne Rhodes was crystal clear about right and wrong, Hayden’s mistakes were mistakes, as his sister, she showed no mercy. Family ties, blood relations, meant nothing to her. Chandler Rhodes frowned, "This time, we can’t let him go on ." "If he can’t let go, we’ll help him." Yvonne’s eyes slightly moved, looking at Chandler Rhodes: "What do you mean?" Chandler Rhodes looked ahead, to the end of the corner, eyes steady: "Ronia Ackerly, must not have any more ties with the Rhodes family." Poe Vaughn entered the elevator, directly pressed for the first floor. Quickly, the elevator stopped at the first floor. Poe Vaughn walked out of the elevator, directly headed outside. At this moment, his phone rang. He did not stop, took out his phone to see the caller, but upon seeing the name, he halted. Yes, the caller was none other than Ava Sterling. Poe Vaughn looked at the name, after two seconds, checked the displayed time, five ten. His finger slightly moved, slid to answer, continuing his steps forward: "Hello." Ava Sterling heard the dialing tone on the phone, patiently yet nervously waiting. Worried Poe Vaughn was busy, wouldn’t answer, and feared that once the call connected, she’d be at a loss for words. She’s not a tender woman, doesn’t know how to comfort people. Really acting like a gentle woman, she couldn’t manage. But, at this moment, she indeed needed to comfort Poe Vaughn, what should she say? Just as Ava Sterling was racking her brain on how to console Poe Vaughn, the call connected, his low voice came through. Instinctively, Ava’s heart tightened, then, a sentence escaped her lips without thinking. "What are you doing?" The words came out swiftly, almost urgently, sounding nothing like words of comfort. And as soon as she said it, Ava Sterling was stunned. She didn’t expect she’d say something as if interrogating him, lacking any comforting intent, quite blunt. Ava Sterling’s face stiffened, her whole body awkward. Indeed, comforting people was not something Ava Sterling could do. Poe Vaughn listened to the voice coming through the phone, instantly sensing displeasure, as if she was upset he didn’t pick her up. He walked out of the hospital and spoke: "On my way home." Ava Sterling regretted her previous words, but words once spoken are like water spilled, can’t be taken back, so she could only think of how to remedy, how to compensate. But just as she hadn’t thought of words to remedy, Poe Vaughn’s steady voice came through, not sounding the least bit angry. Ava felt suddenly uncomfortable. Was she losing herself lately? Speaking to Poe Vaughn this way wasn’t like her at all. She closed her lips tightly, trying to stay calm, avoiding impulsive words again. However, as she remained silent, Poe Vaughn halted his steps, eyes slightly moving, uttered: "Speak." Commanding words came through, evidently impatient. Ava quickly said: "Oh, I was thinking if you were busy, are you really busy now?" "Am I interrupting you?" Without waiting for Poe Vaughn’s response, Ava followed up: "Sorry, I didn’t mean to, I just... just thought you’d come to pick me up, you didn’t, so I’m asking." Ava initially wanted to say "you promised to pick me up but didn’t," but luckily she reacted quickly, didn’t say that. If those words came out, it’d be questioning, and that’s not good. Poe Vaughn listened to these careful words from the phone, cautious and fearful of offending him, his eyes slightly squinted, a chill appearing: "Ava Sterling, speak properly." Ava’s mind went blank! She was speaking properly! Putting effort and caution into speaking properly, alright? Does he want her to speak bluntly, recklessly? Ava directly rolled her eyes, stopped pretending, and said straightforwardly: "I am speaking properly, where did I speak improperly?" "Are you in a bad mood? If you’re in a bad mood, don’t take it out on me, I’m human, I have a temper, not your pet." Once she released her nature, Ava spoke without restraint. Poe Vaughn heard the familiar tone on the phone, speaking without concern, no longer putting on a show, he continued walking forward: "Mhm." The commanding tone from moments ago, quickly returned to normal, losing any intimidation. Ava Sterling was completely speechless. He didn’t like being coddled, but when confronted without care for his mood, he felt comfortable. Was there something wrong with him, looking for trouble? Ava internally complained but didn’t truly ignore. She hummed twice, asked: "Didn’t you say you would pick me up after work at noon? Why didn’t you come? Was there something?" The car was already parked at the hospital entrance, the driver seeing Poe Vaughn come out, immediately got out to open the rear seat door. Poe Vaughn got in, listening to the questioning yet concerned words from the phone, no longer feigning, but genuinely. He said: "Handled a few things, heading back now." "Oh, what things? Business or personal?"