Chapter 449 The Fall

• The nurses nearby panicked at once. They stared at Elena Lundberg, faces tight with fear. By reflex, they looked to Ford Bannister—only to find him motionless, not even a twitch of a finger.
• “Mr. Bannister, Ms. Elena—her condition isn’t good.”
• The young nurse who’d been tending to Elena hurried to Ford for help, nerves fraying. They had no idea what to do. Elena wouldn’t let anyone touch her. She just kept calling Ford’s name, her face growing paler by the second.