Chapter 116

• Alpha Russo paced back and forth in the waiting room, each minute felt like an eternity, and his mind raced tugged with worries between Cecile's and Alfred’s condition.
• Alpha Russo’s hands were clenched into fists. Just as Russo began to lose himself in worry, the door to his study room opened, and Simone entered, his face etched with fatigue but also a hint of relief. Alpha Russo’s eyes locked onto Simone.
• “How is he?” Alpha Russo asked urgently, his voice strained with concern.