Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 27

Late at night, a black Bentley pulled up discreetly in front of Averton University.

Evan rolled down the window, and the late autumn wind rushed in, instantly filling the car. He seemed unfazed, resting one arm on the windowsill, a lit cigarette between his fingers. His gaze was fixed on the university's main gate, his brow tightly furrowed.

A few minutes later, Melissa emerged from the campus gate, clutching her scarf and sobbing.

She had just opened the back door when Evan cut her off. “Sit up front.” It wasn’t a suggestion; it was an order.

Melissa sniffled, trying to suppress her sobs as she ducked into the passenger seat.

“What happened?” he asked as the Bentley pulled away from the curb, his eyes meeting hers in the rearview mirror.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, Mr. Cooper…” Melissa mumbled through her tears, her head bowed. “I… I didn’t want to bother you this late, but I had no one else to turn to… The hospital called and said my dad’s kidney transplant failed, and he needs another surgery right away. I’m sorry, I just didn’t know what to do, so I called you and Mr. Walsh…”

Glancing at Melissa, whose face was streaked with tears, Evan looked away and said coolly, “Alright, don’t panic. Let’s go to the hospital and see what’s going on.”

His words sounded comforting, but they held no warmth. They were as cold as ice.

However, Melissa was already choking on her sobs and failed to notice his detached tone.

The car soon arrived at St. Aurelia Private Medical Center. Jason was already waiting at the hospital entrance. When he saw them, he hurried over. “Mr. Cooper, Mr. Carter’s transplant failed. We need to find a new match and schedule another surgery immediately. Otherwise, he might not make it through the night.”

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