A FATHER THAKING CARE OF A DAUGHTER

The room was filled with the hum of machines and the faint scent of antiseptic. Haitao's brows were furrowed in concern as he glanced at the clock on the wall, which also showed the date of the day. "Isn't the Jewelry Exhibit tomorrow? Why is Kendrick not back yet? Have you heard from him?" he asked Amelia, his voice tinged with concern.

Amelia, despite her injuries, was glued to her computer and phone, coordinating the final details for the event. She looked up, her eyes betraying her exhaustion. "Um, he sent a message that he would be back just in time to attend the event. Brother Haitao, can I please go and see the venue later today? I'm truly worried," Amelia pleaded, her voice earnest.