With Forrest absent, she no longer felt the need to hold back.

“Pray tell, what is your motive for taking Alick to this hospital? Do you have plans for him?"

It seemed that women possessed the ability to discern the thoughts of their counterparts.

Perhaps it was due to the keen recognition between those who possessed cunning and shrewdness. Divya believed that Wynter's actions were calculated, and laced with hidden intentions.

Wynter chose to ignore her.

Arms crossed, Divya sneered. "Ah, you're silent now? My suspicions must have hit the mark. You're guilty of something!”

Wynter simply shot her a disdainful glare, offering no response. Feeling disregarded, Divya couldn't tolerate such treatment.

She had always been showered with adulation and praise, used to basking in the Limelight.

Now, being treated with cold indifference, her displeasure grew.

In an instant, a scowl etched across Divya's face.

"Your petty scheme will unravel the moment Alick regains consciousness. Do not take everyone for fools!" Divya sneered.

Wynter distanced herself, hoping to avoid any further trouble.

At that moment, Wynter's phone rang abruptly.

She retrieved it from her pocket and slid her finger across the screen, revealing a message.

The contents read, “I know it's you who wishes to kill Alick."

Wynter's face Lost its color.

Without hesitation, she replied, "Who are you?"

"You need not know who I am, but be aware that Divya harbors suspicions about you. You must eliminate her, or she will bring you endless troubles; she's like a relentless storm on the horizon!"

The person's words seemed to penetrate Wynter's very being, as if they had witnessed the events unfold with their own eyes.

Had the person been Lurking, silently watching her all along?

Wynter's eyes darted around the surroundings instinctively.

On the second-floor corridor, she saw a guy wearing a black windbreaker and a peaked hat.

The guy, apparently seeing her looking at him, quickly turned and walked away.

Driven by a mix of curiosity and urgency, she sprinted after him, determined to catch a glimpse of his face.

But as she reached the second floor, the corridor was empty.