In the emergency room, Chloe Simpson and Lucas Hughes had just regained consciousness.
Chloe recalled the circumstances of the car accident before she passed out and got up to look for Lucas.
"Lucas? Lucas?"
She ran past several hospital beds in a row and finally calmed down upon seeing Lucas unharmed.
"Chloe, are you okay?" Lucas continued feigning concern.
After all, the facade wasn't broken yet, so the act had to go on.
Chloe shook her head. "I'm fine, Lucas. This really is a blessing in disguise—we're both okay this time."
"Yeah," Lucas echoed.
Just as he finished speaking, his phone vibrated with a buzz. Taking it out, he saw it was a WeChat message from Selene Wilson.
[You've done your part. From now on, everything's been arranged. You don't need to interfere anymore—just stay out of it. I'll transfer the remaining money directly into your account.]
Lucas had just read the message when a commotion broke out near the entrance of the emergency room.
"Make way!"
