Chapter 18 - Return to the Estate
By 4:00 AM, our motorcade sped through the heavy iron gates of my Chicago estate under police escort.
The mansion lights were blazing bright, every window illuminated against the dark pre-dawn sky.
Genevieve stepped into the grand foyer, tears streaming down her face as she looked at her old home.
Servants and staff stood lined up along the hallway, gasping in complete shock as they recognized their former mistress.
We didn't pause for explanations; we rushed directly down the grand corridor toward the medical suite.
Inside, Jonah and Blythe lay still beneath their white hospital blankets, their breathing shallow and labored.
The medical monitors were beeping at a dangerously slow tempo, indicating critical organ failure was imminent.
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“We made it just in time,” Genevieve whispered, opening the thermal transit case with trembling hands.
She stepped over to the intravenous lines, carefully hooking the clear baseline plasma vials into their primary drips.
