Leah glanced at her phone; Richie was calling.

"Hey babe, how are you?" he asked.

"Alive. On my way to the hospital."

"Oh okay. I am about to go in for a meeting and I wanted to hear from you first. I hope your driver is driving calmly?" Richie asked.

"I didn’t go with Paul. I told him he could stay back today. I need some alone time, and the guards have been hovering. I can't breathe. I’m not in the mood to be followed, and lately, I get irritated over the smallest things. So, I’m driving myself," Leah explained.

Richie frowned. "Babe, that’s not safe. You’re unwell. You should’ve...