The discharge paperwork was completed in no time. Before leaving, Naomi Shaw went to check on Arnold. He still hadn't woken up, but the doctor said his condition had improved significantly and he should be fine before long.
Julian Donovan had hired the best private nurse to care for him. If Naomi's wrist wasn't injured, she would have insisted on looking after Arnold herself. Gazing at Arnold's much thinner frame from outside the room, she sighed, a wave of sadness washing over her.
"Arnold, you have to pull through. Dylan and I will come see you again tomorrow!"
Julian Donovan's newly purchased house looked like an ordinary two-story residence. It was situated on an unremarkable corner, secluded and safe. He had bought nearly all the surrounding houses and filled them with bodyguards. At present, no one knew about this place besides Julian.
