Alex's POV
The constant ringing of my cell phone jolted me from my concentration. Caught off guard, I couldn't immediately attend to it as I found myself amid a crucial meeting.
Yaya Tessy?
I saw on my cellphone monitor that Yaya Tessy was calling. It was already three missed calls.
What happened?
Anxiety surged through me as the call abruptly disconnected. Moments later, my cellphone chimed once more, prompting me to answer it swiftly.
"Hello?" I asked.
All I could hear on the other end was Yaya's sobbing.
"Hello?" I repeated.
The repetitive sound of her sobs echoing through the phone filled me with an inexplicable sense of worry, intensifying with each occurrence.
What's wrong with Kent?
I knew something bad had happened to my son.
"Yaya, what happened to my son?"
"Ma'am, Kent..."
"He's in the hospital, Ma'am..."