Hospital corridors suddenly felt hotter than before.

Shopia Joy sat stiffly on the VIP lounge sofa, her face tight with tension, while Madam Vivian paced the floor, rage simmering just beneath the surface.

They were just about to head home when Hunter Jackson stormed in, his face flushed red, footsteps heavy with fury.

“Olivia Grace has completely lost her mind!” Hunter growled, slamming his phone onto the table.

“She just kicked me out of the house! Out of the company too!”

Madam Vivian froze mid-step. “What do you mean, Hunter? Kicked out of the house? Are you saying… none of us can go back there anymore?”

Hunter nodded grimly, his...