Stefan frowned deeply. He was slowly feeling more and more certain that he had lost some of his memories, especially those
related to his ‘afterlife buddy’.
Seraphina turned pale, a wave of fear consuming her. “N-No. You just need to remember who I am.”
Outside the ward, Francine paced about, looking extremely upset.
Layla nervously asked, “Madam, are you worried about something?”
“What do you think? Just look at what my son suddenly became! How could I not be worried?” Francine seemed to be rather
disturbed, snapping at anyone she encountered.
She rambled on as she stared at Layla. “Did you not notice how weird my son’s condition was?”
“You’re right, especially his brain. It seems as though it had taken quite a serious injury. If it’s possible, I’d really recommend
getting a second opinion and a full body checkup.”
“Yeah, you think something’s wrong with his brain too, huh? I suspect...” Francine paused, scanning her surroundings nervously.
“What do you suspect?” Layla started feeling anxious as well.
Francine whispered seriously, “I think my son has been bewitched, and Seraphina is the one who cast the spell! She’s intent on
taking control of my son. Didn’t you see how obedient and protective he was towards her? It makes no sense!”
“Umm, bewitched, you say?” Layla was quite taken aback. ‘Why is this theory sounding like a fairytale?!’
“I don’t care what it is, but I know my son cannot continue staying with Seraphina. If she really is Jovan’s spy, we’re done for.
That’s why we need to find a way to transfer him to another hospital. If we do this according to normal procedures, my son would
never agree to it. So... you have to think of something for me.” Francine was a cautious person, and could predict risks that
might occur later on. However, she was sure that something felt off between Stefan and Seraphina, which was why she had to
take further action to prevent any more catastrophes.
“Simple – I just need to give Master Hunt a sedative tea. He’ll sleep through the entire night, and every worry you currently have
would disappear the next morning,” Layla exclaimed confidently.
“Good! I knew I was right to have chosen you, you’re a smart child.” Francine praised Layla and patted her on the shoulder.
“Keep up the good work and help me find the leader of the Albus Order. As long as Stefan regains his sight, you will be the future
matriarch of the Hunt family.”
As night fell, Stefan didn’t hold any doubts towards Layla and drank all the medicinal tea she made for him. As his eyelids slowly
grew heavy, he fell into a deep sleep.
Seraphina intended to keep him company the entire night as usual, but was intercepted by Francine.
With that, Stefan was the only one left in the large ward, sound asleep.
“Thanks for the help, and be gentle. Master Hunt is injured.” Layla informed the two burly men outside, as they were the ones
responsible for transporting Stefan.
However, when the two opened the doors to the ward, they found that the bed was empty. Stefan was nowhere to be found.
“What?! Miss Bridges, Mr. Hunt is not in the room. Did you get his ward number wrong?”
“What? He’s not?” Layla rushed in as well, realizing that they were telling the truth. Her mind went blank, and she was filled with
disbelief.
‘How on Earth did he disappear into thin air? Oh no, I’m done for... I failed the first ever mission Miss Francine gave me!’