Under the Veil I Rule novel Chapter 321

Liliana clutched her purse tightly, cursing herself for acting too hastily. She realized that if she had waited a couple of days to handle this, she could have planned better and avoided the predicament she found herself in. But what's done is done, and there was no point in complaining now.

"I'll wire the remaining amount," she said, "just make sure your people keep their mouths shut."

"I understand," came the reply.

Liliana stepped out of the car, glanced around to ensure no one was watching, and hurried off with her purse in hand.

Meanwhile, Amara arrived at the Everly residence to find Mr. Kevin Everly sitting on the wooden sofa, looking rather grim. She approached him and said, "Grandpa, don't worry about Hogan. He'll pull through."

Mr. Kevin Everly shook his head. "Ama, there's no need to comfort me. Whether he'll wake up or not is still uncertain, and I understand that."

Having been in the business world for years, Mr. Kevin Everly had faced many storms, and empty words of comfort wouldn't sway him. He'd been preparing himself to accept whatever may come.

Amara didn't particularly like Hogan, but seeing how worried Mr. Kevin Everly was, she hoped for his recovery.

"Have you eaten, Grandpa? Let me fix you something," she offered.

Lisa had mentioned over the phone that Mr. Kevin Everly had been too worried to eat. Despite his frequent disapproval of Hogan, preferring Finnian instead, blood ties ran deep, and he cared for Hogan nonetheless.

Mr. Kevin Everly shook his head again. "I'm not hungry, Ama. Skipping a meal or two won't hurt me."

"Amara's here?" Finnian paused mid-step.

Noticing Finnian’s interest, Lisa chuckled, covering her mouth with her hand, and pointed upstairs. "Ms. Sullivan should be asleep by now. She's in her old room."

Amara had always had a room at the Everly residence. Even after her divorce from Finnian, Mr. Kevin Everly treated her like a granddaughter, keeping the room ready for her with regular cleaning.

Finnian nodded, freshened up in his room, and then quietly walked to Amara's door. He stood there for a moment, hesitating, before gently knocking.

There was no response. Had Amara already fallen asleep?