To Love a Shadow, To Be the Sun novel Chapter 308

As she spoke, she pulled out her phone and dialed Quincy Shelton’s number again.

This time, he picked up.

“Miss Calloway? Is something wrong?” Quincy’s voice came through the line.

The sound of his voice made Summer’s eyes sting with tears.

“Where are you guys?” she asked, barely holding it together.

Quincy glanced at Zane, who gave no reaction whatsoever.

“We’ll be on the last flight out to Kingston City,” Quincy replied after a moment.

Summer burst into tears. “Then bring some white lilies. Looks like you’ll be picking up my sister’s body.”

Silence hung on the other end for a beat before Quincy spoke again. “We’ll be there in an hour and a half.”

As soon as the call ended, Summer’s sobbing stopped abruptly.

“If we can find her, none of this will matter,” she muttered, wiping her face. She tucked away her phone, suddenly composed, as if the girl on the verge of falling apart a moment ago had never existed.

Jason and Ryan stared, dumbfounded by her rapid transformation. Neither had realized their uncle’s secretary was so adept at getting her way.

Jason snapped out of it first. “Why are you just standing here? Instead of sitting around doing nothing, we should head to the airport. Maybe we can figure out a way to talk Uncle into helping on the way.”

He’d barely finished when his phone rang. Victor was calling.

“Where are you?”

Jason glanced at Ryan. “On our way to the airport with Ryan, to pick up Uncle.”

Victor sounded surprised. “Your uncle’s coming back today?”

“Yes,” Jason answered firmly.

Victor paused for a few seconds. “Once you pick him up, come straight home. I’ll have the kitchen prepare a late supper for you.”

“Alright, Dad.”

Jason hung up, all dutiful son one moment, and the next he was climbing into Ryan’s car.

“What did your dad say?” Ryan asked.

Jason shot him a sideways look. “He said to stop fighting with me all the time.”

Ryan rolled his eyes, but Summer nudged him from the backseat. “Stop bickering already and drive. Every extra minute Elara spends in there, the more danger she’s in.”

Back at the house, Victor set his phone down. Fiona, anxious, asked, “Well? Are they still planning to meddle in that woman’s business?”

“They’re just going to pick up my brother at the airport,” Victor replied.

Summer broke down, truly crying this time.

“Her stomach’s badly hurt. She can only have liquid food, but they must’ve given her something hard to eat—those bastards!”

“Have them transfer her to Mercy General Hospital,” Zane ordered, his voice calm as he gazed out the window.

She’d caused her own stomach to bleed on purpose.

If Elara thought her life was at risk inside, she’d take any chance she could get to escape—no matter the cost.

…

After Elara was rushed to Mercy General Hospital, the doctors quickly stabilized her and moved her to an isolated ICU under guard.

Zane’s car pulled up to the hospital entrance. Summer jumped out, hurrying inside, but Quincy paused to look at the man in the back seat.

“Boss, your visit was specially approved, but at a time like this, it might not be in your best interest to see her.”

Zane pressed his lips together, said nothing, and got out of the car.

Inside the hospital room, Elara woke not long after she’d passed out.

A police officer approached her bedside, all business. “Elara, someone has requested a special visit. Normally, that wouldn’t be allowed under your circumstances. We need your consent. Do you agree to see them?”