Chapter 113: Would You Trust Me?
Just as Zenith had anticipated, using his private jet took him less than an hour to reach Bethel town. Barnes went through a hell lot of trouble to arrange a proficient pilot for him, but watching Zenith's desperation to save Marita's life had riled his instincts to do whatever it took.
The private jet had to land quite far from the hospital and from there, a black Sedan had already arrived to take Zenith to the hospital where she was admitted. Barnes drove the car as fast as he could, and in that short drive of 15 minutes, he observed Zenith was constantly checking his phone, while biting his nails which he often did whenever he was under a strenuous situation.
"Young Master?" Barnes called him a low murmur first but watching him too focussed at his screen to even hear him, he raised his voice, "YOUNG MASTER?"
"What? Did we reach the hospital?" Zenith hurriedly slid his phone inside his pocket, while asking in a deliberate tone.