Midnight.

Courtney Lloyd held her laptop while taking a deep breath before pushing the VIP lounge door.

Neil Osborne was resting his eyes while his hands were on his knees.

His usually well-kempt hair was in a complete mess.

He raised his head while glancing around with his bloodshot eyes after hearing footsteps coming his way.

“Can my daughter be saved?” he asked with a deep voice.

Courtney showed a horrible expression.

“We’ve tried everything we can, Mr. Neil.

“That said, the three plans we formulated don’t even have a thirty percent success rate!

“We wouldn’t dare take any action!

“We suggest that you find an expert well-versed in both medical skill and martial arts to help.”

“Aren’t you people doing just that?” Neil asked coldly.

Courtney bitterly chuckled.

“We did, but those people decided not to show up after hearing about your daughter’s condition.

“They said they’re not confident in saving her.

“Instead of wasting our time, they’d rather refuse to help.”

“So, ar