Chapter 318 Ch Three Hundred And Eighteen

• The private hospital room which looked like a luxurious room out of a mansion because of a total makeover, remained extremely quiet for quite a long time with barely anyone coming in and out, except some of the Meyers’ maids and assigned nurses that tended to Irina Meyer.
• It was evening, and she sat propped against the bed, her silk nightgown ironed to perfection, the same way the others for each day that she was going to be spending at the hospital had been properly done.
• Ever since she slumped after Malcolm’s little cleanup, she had remained in the hospital and had not gone home at all even though she was very okay. She had even granted about two invited reporters an opportunity to interview her concerning her health after the news of what her son did to her got out.