Ivy knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. Worried that something might have happened to Catherine inside, she called a hotel staff member. The Garden Hotel was under Shawn's jurisdiction, and although the staff didn't know Ivy's identity, they had received instructions from higher-ups. The seemingly ordinary woman in plaid clothes and canvas shoes was, in fact, a significant figure. “Miss Lambert has already left," the female staff member said, wearing a smile but with clear disdain in her eyes. "She has returned to England. If I'm not mistaken, she should be on a plane right now," the female staff member added when she saw Ivy preparing to make a call. Hearing this, Ivy paused for a moment and then silently put her phone back in her pocket. It seemed she would have to wait a few hours before trying again. Thinking about it, she sent Catherine a message, reminding her to let her know she was safe after landing. As soon as Assistant Luke had the IT colleague open Catherine's phone, he received this message. He handed it to his boss. Shawn's eyebrows lightly furrowed. After a while, he ordered, "Reply to her right away." "Yes." Assistant Luke said, "What about Miss Lambert...?" "Send her back to England immediately and warn the Lambert family. If they dare to let this crazy woman embarrass herself again, don't blame me for being ruthless." "Understood!" Assistant Luke acknowledged and carried Catherine on his shoulder, leaving through the back door. Shawn stayed until Ivy returned to the Livingston family before leaving the hotel. Assistant Luke had already returned, and he reported everything about carrying Catherine onto the plane. He still seemed a bit frightened. "Mr. Tate, Miss Lambert is really out of control. In our private jet, with her being the only passenger, she was screaming like a banshee. The crew outside thought someone was slaughtering a pig!" Shawn listened with a wrinkled brow. After Assistant Luke finished reporting, he ordered, "Jasson is still in England. Ask him to send someone to keep an eye on her. I don't want her to contact Ivy again." "To achieve this goal, we can only..." Assistant Luke reminded in a low voice.Shawn nodded, "The Lambert family needs a lesson. Leak some information, let the Lambert family know the consequences of angering me." "Understood! The Lambert family will surely tighten their control over Catherine after suffering a bit." "But that doesn't solve the root of the problem," Shawn said, rubbing his temples. He knew very well that he had to let Ivy know his identity as soon as possible, or the consequences would be unimaginable. Understanding his boss's mood, Assistant Luke instinctively slowed down the car. An hour later, he returned to the Livingston family. As soon as Shawn entered, he saw all the members of the Livingston family chatting happily. Everyone seemed to be laughing joyfully, even Andy, who was shedding tears of joy. This should be the happiest time he had experienced in the past few days. And tomorrow... He looked at Andy, and their eyes met, conveying their emotions without words. "Shawn, I'll be going to the hospital tomorrow, and the day after, into the operating room. During my hospital stay, you must not bully my precious granddaughter, understand?" His gaze sank, as if saying, you know the consequences of mistreating her! Shawn paused, then his thin lips lifted slightly. "Rest assured, during your recuperation, I'll make sure to raise her chubby and healthy." "Good." Andy knew the kind of person Shawn was, so he felt reassured. His gaze turned to Dom again. The smile on his face stiffened for a moment, then became serious. "During my hospitalization, try to announce everything only after everything is settled. Otherwise, it will affect the confidence of the outside world in H Capital." Although over the years, under his arrangements, the directors of H Capital trusted Dom more than him, he was still the founder, and certain matters had to be treated seriously. Moreover, if his surgery were to fail... Thinking of this, Andy's expression became more solemn."Don't worry, the directors don't know about your surgery." Dom's words hit Andy like thunder, leaving him stunned. "You actually kept my surgery date a secret?" Dom nodded. "We will announce your safety to the outside world when you come out of the operating room." "Good." Andy was satisfied with Dom's handling. "I can rest easy with H Capital in your hands." "Dad, don't say such things." Emma, originally very worried, became even sadder hearing Andy's words. "Your surgery will definitely be safe." "Alright, alright!" Ivy carefully went through Andy's surgery plan and found that the success rate was much higher than initially thought, thanks to the top international doctors. Her hanging heart settled a bit. Soon, the day of the surgery arrived. The whole family gathered, anxiously waiting for Andy's successful operation. When Andy was wheeled out of the ward by a nurse, he was already under anesthesia. His hands trembled uncontrollably, and he fell into a quiet state. Emma's eyes were red, unable to bear her father's weak appearance. Ivy supported her, holding her grandfather's wrist with her other hand, praying for everything to go smoothly. Dom, on the other hand, seemed greatly affected. Andy had always been a towering figure in his heart. Seeing him so weak for the first time, a complex and indescribable emotion surged within him. Making him feel very uncomfortable. “Don't follow along anymore," the chief surgeon reminded them as they were about to enter the operating room. Shawn accompanied Ivy on one side, while Dom sat on the other. He tried to open his phone to handle urgent matters requiring special approval, but suddenly realized that every word on the screen seemed to be a shadow of Andy. For the first time, the usually calm Dom angrily threw his phone, stood up, and walked toward the corridor. Ivy hesitated, about to get up and follow, but unexpectedly, Shawn stopped her."I'll go." Shawn said. "I know how to make him feel more comfortable." When Luke pushed Shawn to the balcony, Dom was throwing a tantrum there. He carried the accumulated scrap on the balcony, seemingly venting his inner tension and regretting his loss of control. "Mr. Tate, this is the first time I've seen Mr. Dom like this," Luke whispered. "In our past interactions or in the news, he was almost as indifferent as you." However, Luke had to admit that Mr. Tate's poker face had improved significantly since meeting his wife. The somewhat naive and reasonable appearance of his wife always easily stirred Mr. Tate's emotions. Therefore, the title of the poker-faced scion of a wealthy family belonged to Dom alone. "His parents sacrificed themselves, and he rarely experienced family affection. If he had continued growing up in the orphanage, he might have stayed like this. But Grandpa brought him back to the Livingston family, gave him a chance to be reborn. Over these years, Grandpa has placed all his hopes on him, laboring to cultivate him into the outstanding person he is now. Even a stone would be moved." "I understand. Mr. Dom is just not good at expressing emotions." Luke's words reminded Shawn that witnessing his parents being killed since childhood might have killed Dom's ability to feel certain emotions. He should love and respect Andy, just not know how to express it. At this critical moment, trying to force calmness made him afraid, fearing the physiological reactions that could occur. Fear that Andy might not wake up. When Luke pushed Shawn in front of Dom, he was squatting on the ground, holding his head. Shawn handed him tissues. "Wipe your face." ***