Mr. Garnett

Hazel was on an IV and she was a little dizzy. When she woke up, it was night.

Outside the window, the sun was setting in the west. On the distant horizon, there was a fiery red color.

A beautiful European-style wall lamp hung on the wall of the hospital room. It was very retro.

This was one of the highest paying private hospitals in City J, so the decorations looked unique.

Hazel closed her eyes. She had to endure months of hard work in order to pay back the cost of a day or two of hospitalization.

The door was gently pushed open. Baron pushed the door open and stepped inside. He stood in the shadows of the light and dressed in a light gray leisure suit. The outline of his face was hidden in the darkness, so she had no idea what he was thinking.

Hazel was about to speak when she suddenly heard a voice. Dave took a few wobbly steps and almost fell over. He adjusted his posture nimbly.

"Mr. Floyd, the door was left open."