"The nurse said my mother won’t last two hours. Can you make it here in two hours?" Martin pleaded earnestly.
"Serena’s phone, for two lives. Think it over and let me know," Rosemary said, laying down her terms before abruptly ending the call.
Martin was stunned, never expecting the phone to be what Rosemary wanted.
But then again, why should she help him for nothing.
Aside from the phone, he had nothing else to offer that could possibly tempt her.
After much contemplation, Martin was about to approach Serena when his phone rang with a call from the enigmatic figure.
"Why haven’t you dealt with the girl yet? You promised me action," the voice on the other end demanded angrily.
"I need more time. My mother and sister’s lives are at stake. They depend on her," Martin tried to pacify the caller.
"There’s no more time! I want to hear she’s been taken care of by midnight tomorrow, or I’ll come for your family myself!"
"Hello? Hello?" Martin was fuming but couldn’t afford to burn bridges just yet, especially since he had no intention of harming Rosemary, hoping to stall for even a split second longer.
Just then, Serena rolled out in her wheelchair to find him. Martin quickly crouched before her, speaking in a tone of negotiation, "Serena, there’s a way we can save mom and sis. Would you be willing to
help?"
Serena, sensing the desperate tone in his voice and his expression, had an ominous feeling but still asked with feigned sincerity and asked, "What’s the plan?"
"Rosemary wants your phone, in exchange for their lives."
His words made Serena’s smile freeze. Holding back her anger, she managed a smile and asked,
"How does she know about the phone? Did you tell her?"
Seeing Martin stay silent, Serena grew anxious. "Martin, that was our secret. How could you share it with an outsider?"
"With the situation so dire, if we give her the phone, we could save mom and sis. Please?" Martin implored.
Serena’s demeanor shifted, "That was the last thing my dad left me. Why should I hand it over?"
"The guilty have their debts; she’s after the mastermind of the hospital fire. Dad’s gone; she won’t go after you."
"Martin, I can’t." Serena maneuvered her wheelchair to leave, "I won’t hand over the phone, no matter what. Anything else, I’d consider."
"Serena." Martin quickly held onto the wheelchair, stopping her from leaving, "Our mom and sister are lying in there."
"So am I not family to you? Do you disregard my feelings just because I don’t share the Cooper blood?
In a crisis, you choose them over me?"
"I never had to do things I didn’t want to before. What’s changed now?" Serena looked up at Martin, her eyes brimming with heartache. She hadn’t expected to see his true colors at such a critical moment.
"Serena, this is about my mom and my sister’s lives. Please, I’m begging you." Martin suddenly dropped to his knees in front of Serena’s wheelchair, grasping her hands earnestly as he pleaded.
Serena felt both hurt and furious. "That cellphone was the last thing my dad gave me before he passed away. You’re essentially asking me to trade my father’s life for your mom and sister’s lives. How can you be so heartless, so cruel?"
Just then, a young nurse hurried over, clutching a critical condition notice, urging Martin to sign it.
Martin was out of options. He knelt on the ground, dignity abandoned, begging Serena desperately.
But Serena shrugged off his hands, pressing a button on her wheelchair’s armrest to wheel away.
The young nurse watching the scene felt a pang of sympathy, and even Dora and June, standing not too far off, couldn’t believe how cold Serena could be.
After all, Martin had sacrificed so much to save Serena.
Now, all he wanted was the cellphone which could potentially save two lives.


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