However, she was sure that something felt off between Stefan and Seraphina, which was why she had to take further action to prevent any more catastrophes.

�Simple � I just need to give Master Hunt a sedative tea. He�ll sleep through the entire night, and every worry you currently have would disappear the next morning,� Layla exclaimed confidently.

�Good! I knew I was right to have chosen you, you�re a smart child.� Francine praised Layla and patted her on the shoulder. �Keep up the good work and help me find the leader of the Albus Order. As long as Stefan regains his sight, you will be the future matriarch of the Hunt family.�

As night fell, Stefan didn�t hold any doubts towards Layla and drank all the medicinal tea she made for him. As his eyelids slowly grew heavy, he fell into a deep sleep.

Seraphina intended to keep him company the entire night as usual, but was intercepted by Francine. With that, Stefan was the only one left in the large ward, sound asleep.

�Thanks for the help, and be gentle. Master Hunt is injured.� Layla informed the two burly men outside, as they were the ones responsible for transporting Stefan.

However, when the two opened the doors to the ward, they found that the bed was empty. Stefan was nowhere to be found.

�What?! Miss Bridges, Mr. Hunt is not in the room. Did you get his ward number wrong?�

�What? He�s not?� Layla rushed in as well, realizing that they were telling the truth. Her mind went blank, and she was filled with disbelief.

�How on Earth did he disappear into thin air? Oh no, I�m done for� I failed the first ever mission Miss Francine gave me!�

In the middle of the night, a black luxury car drove fast across the winding mountain roads, as if it were a phantom. It seemed to be heading towards the deepest corners of the forest.

Renee was holding the steering wheel with one hand, drifting through a 90 degree curve perfectly with ease.

She then looked at the rear view mirror, staring at the man laying in the back of her car. He seemed to be heavily affected by the sedative, remaining fast asleep despite the speed and bumps throughout their ride.

�Tsk tsk, Francine sure is cruel. How could she give her son such heavy drugs? Isn�t she afraid that it might affect his brain?� Renee thought to herself, then called the dean of Greenwood Sanatorium, Sebastian Walker.

�Mr. Walker, I�m almost there. Sorry for the trouble, we might occupy the sanatorium for quite a while.�

Sebastian, who was on the other end of the line, was warm and friendly. �Hey Ren, why are you being so polite with your old Uncle Walker? I was best friends with your father, you know? And he used to be one of our sanatorium�s shareholders! I�d happily let you stay forever, let alone just a while!�

�Thank you so much, Uncle Walker.� Renee felt reassured by his words.

The Greenwood Sanatorium was a hidden, high-end sanatorium within the mountains. It catered exclusively to the privileged, and was not open to the public, which was why many didn�t know of its existence.

The place was abundant with vegetation. It was tranquil and elegant at the same time, with various precious herbs and a high concentration of negative ions. Not only that, it was equipped with the most advanced medical facilities.

More importantly, the dean, Sebastian, was a trustworthy person. He supported Renee�s decision unconditionally, risking bankruptcy as he cleared the entire sanatorium to serve Stefan alone. JrNovels.com