The Tampered Phone

"Boss, how about I tell her to give you a call?"

Sensing the tense atmosphere, John quickly suggested in a low voice.

"No need!"

Eric cut him off coldly, leaving John frowning on the other end. What's going on with the boss and Ella now? Are they arguing again?

With Eric in a foul mood, John didn't dare notify Ella without permission, especially since Eric had called to check on her himself before.

Meanwhile, Ella was sitting on a sofa in Henry's hospital room, her face clouded with worry. Lauren sat by the bed, gently pressing her hand to Henry's forehead.

"Henry, please get better soon, will you? Every time I see you like this, I…" Lauren's voice trailed off, as the handsome man lying in bed appeared as lifeless as a statue, his injured face starkly haunting.