AT EARLY dawn, August went into the parking lot of the hospital where Mrs. Johens was admitted earlier. 

He was with his bodyguards. All of them were attentive, especially Nicollo, whose hands were on his gun on his waist so he could pull it in any minute.

No one could be uncomplacent when it comes to the young master’s safety. All of them thought that it could be a prank, a scam, or something that would place August in danger. 

However, August, as his emotions went onto him again, didn’t care as his curiosity filled his mind.

“Are you August Fordman?”

A young, petite nurse who was still wearing her uniform suddenly appeared in front of her. And she almost fainted when the bodyguards surrounded him, having their g