"I’ll go back immediately." His voice was alarmingly calm, but Sloane saw his other hand trembling slightly. After hanging up, they immediately packed. "I’ll go with you." Beth handed over company matters to Tony and returned to the country with them. Sloane and Lucas boarded the plane that night. On the flight, Lucas appeared calm on the surface, but Sloane could feel his tense muscles and uneven breathing. She gently took his hand, finding his palm icy cold. "Grandma will be fine." Sloane leaned on his shoulder, her fingers smoothing his furrowed brow. "The director and Benjamin are both there, and we’re rushing back as fast as we can. It will definitely be fine." Lucas suddenly pulled her tight, his chin resting on the top of her head. "Grandma is my only family…" His voice was impossibly hoarse. Sloane hugged Lucas tightly, letting him know she was there for him.The plane landed. As soon as the three of them emerged, Samson ran over. "You’re finally back!" "How is my grandma?" Lucas looked at Samson nervously. Samson wiped the sweat from his face. "She’s out of danger, but she’s still in a coma." "Let’s talk as we walk." Sloane’s pounding heart eased slightly; it was a good thing they had rushed back. "What caused Grandma to collapse?" Samson's expression suddenly turned strange. He lowered his voice and said, "It was…" Lucas stopped in his tracks, his gaze turning razor-sharp. "Didn’t I arrange for people to watch her?" "She escaped the night before last." Samson wiped the sweat from his brow. "She went straight to find… Kelvin." Sloane keenly noticed Lucas's fingers clenching, veins bulging. She gently held his wrist, feeling the violent throb of his pulse. "That Kelvin…" Samson hesitated. "He never knew his origins. Madam Aubrey suddenly went to acknowledge him, saying she wanted to take him away…" Lucas sneered, his voice as if laced with ice. "And then?" "Madam Tessa received the news and personally brought people to intercept them. An argument broke out at the docks." Samson’s voice got lower and lower. "Madam Aubrey was emotional… and pushed her…" Bang! Lucas’s fist slammed into the glass of the jet bridge, startling the surrounding passengers, who all turned to look. Sloane quickly grabbed his hand, discovering that his knuckles were already bleeding. "Let’s go to the hospital first," she said decisively, simultaneously sending a message to Benjamin to ask for details on the condition. In the car, Samson continued to report: "Kelvin was being forcibly taken away by Madam Aubrey at the time. He escaped during the chaos. Madam Aubrey… also fled… while Madam Tessa was being loaded into the ambulance." "Find her." Lucas forced the word out from between his teeth. "Search high and low. Find her."Sloane noticed the vein at his temple throbbing and reached out to gently massage the back of his neck. "Grandma dotes on you the most. If she knew you were this angry, it would break her heart." Lucas’s tense body relaxed slightly, and he rested his forehead on her shoulder. Beth watched the young couple from the rearview mirror, a flash of heartfelt concern in her eyes. In the hospital corridor, Benjamin was already waiting. His white coat still smelled of surgical antiseptic. "The CT shows a minor cerebral hemorrhage. We've got it under control. But Madam Tessa is elderly; recovery will take time."