In Luna Williams' hospital room.
Luna Williams stared at the clock on the wall with crimson eyes, then glared fiercely at Ted Williams.
Ted Williams, leaning on the chair, straightened up, his expression just as tense, but he already had an answer in his heart.
If they had succeeded over there, there would have been news by now, but the lack of any news meant that they had failed.
Maverick Williams sat beside her with a worried look, feeling increasingly uneasy.
Maverick Williams looked at Luna Williams, who stubbornly clutched her phone.
The atmosphere in the hospital room was incredibly oppressive, making it extremely uncomfortable.
Suddenly, the door was opened abruptly.
Everyone was startled, their gazes collectively turned towards the door.
The man in a black suit, his white shirt stained with a large patch of blood, his expression indifferent, and his deep eyes like dark pools, made his aura even more gloomy.
