Trust Her
"I'm glad it's him; I'm glad he's still alive."
Carla was so excited that she only paid attention to the first part of his sentence. As for the second part, she ignored it directly.
"You should confirm it when you're here." Charles did not say anything else. "Also, the Gold family owns this hospital, and they have already strengthened the security. No one from the media or the public is allowed to enter. I had to think of a way to sneak in with my men. Should I go downstairs to receive you?"
That information stunned her. "The Gold family owns it? Why is he sent to the Gold family's hospital? Who sent him there?"
"I don't know. I'm still investigating, " he said softly. "I think that the Gold family has prepared everything beforehand. The security arrangements don't seem to be done in the last minute."
"All right, I got it." Carla regained her rationality slowly. "You don't have to pick me up. I'll go up myself."
"Will those from the Gold family make things difficult for you?" Charles was still worried.
"She won't dare to, " she replied haughtily. "Even if she does, I'm not afraid of her."
"All right, just contact me if anything happens, " said Charles. "I'll go and investigate what exactly is going on."
"Okay."
After ending the call, Carla fell into deep thought. It's weird enough for Zayn to appear in such a way, but it's even stranger that he's in the Gold family's hospital. Just like what Rogan said, this whole thing seems like a scheme. It feels like there's a mastermind manipulating everything. Who is the person? Why would they do that? What is their objective?
Countless questions crossed her mind, but she was still baffled.
"I've already said that Nella is a b_tch!" Rogan could not help but curse out loud. "See, this definitely has something to do with her!"
Freda's brows were tightly knitted. "That's really odd… This matter is obviously a scheme, but the other party isn't planning to conceal it at all. What are they trying to do?"
"Let's think on our feet."
Carla glanced at the window. The hospital was right in front of them, and it felt like she could see Zayn waiting for her inside. Even if traps or danger were lurking, she had to barge in and bring him home.
The two cars stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Carla got out of the vehicle while Thompson's and Jamal's subordinates helped them out of theirs.
"Carla…" Jamal walked over and asked excitedly, "Is he really Mr. Giblo?"
"I don't know. Let's go in and look at him first." Carla walked over and held Thompson's arm. "Mr. Thompson, you don't have to come all the way here. I can just go in myself."
"This is such an important matter! How can I not worry?" Thompson was very agitated. "Carla, I keep thinking that there's something amiss about this. When you enter, you must be very careful."
She nodded. "Okay. I'll go in and take a look first. Both of you should take your time."
"Wait for a while more. I've already instructed Brandy to rush over with his men." Thompson was still worried. "If something happens, at least your safety is guaranteed."
"I'll be fine. You should wait here for Brandy before entering. I'll go in first."
Unable to wait for a second longer, Carla strode into the hospital briskly.
Thompson felt a bit uneasy as he watched her go in.
On the contrary, Jamal was much calmer. "Nothing bad will happen in broad daylight, especially with everyone watching. Regardless of what happens, we just need to trust Carla as usual."
"Do you have any doubts, Jamal?" Thompson felt that he was implying something.
"I think that this is a very complicated issue." Jamal frowned. "The other party's probably targeting Carla. There might be worse troubles awaiting her. No matter what, I'll always trust her, and I hope you do so too."
"Of course, " replied Thompson firmly. "She's the leader of the Giblo family now. Who else could I trust other than her?"
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