Adam Willow's ears were buzzing.
Evan Palmer's voice came through the phone, but it sounded muffled, as if through a thick layer of glass.
He mechanically hung up the phone, fingers unconsciously gripping it tightly, knuckles turning white.
"Brother Adam, the secretary-general is looking for you."
Sophie Parker's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
She walked quickly in high heels but stopped abruptly when she saw Adam Willow's pale face, "What's wrong with you?"
Adam Willow didn't answer, turned and walked in the direction of the elevator.
"Brother Adam!" Sophie grabbed his arm, "Where are you going?"
"To the hospital." Adam Willow shook off her hand, his voice cold as ice.
Sophie's face instantly turned grim, her meticulously manicured nails digging into her palm, "Are you going to see Emily Parker?"
Her voice suddenly rose sharply, "I'm your fiancée! I forbid you to go!"
