Let Me Go, Mr. Howard Chapter 196

Sebastian glanced briefly at the message on his phone, continuing toward the waiting black Rolls-Royce Cullinan without breaking stride.

The driver opened the door, releasing the scent of leather and fresh pine from within.

"St. Mary's Hospital," Sebastian ordered coldly, settling into the seat with efficient precision.

Behind him, Marco and others who had jogged to catch up remained outside the vehicle.

Marco leaned toward the window, meeting Sebastian's gaze. "I'll send people to follow you."

"Thank you, Uncle Marco." Sebastian's expression softened slightly at Marco's understanding as he nodded, his tone warming a fraction.

After this brief exchange, the Rolls-Royce smoothly pulled away from the airport, merging into Calvessa's evening traffic.

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Shane had been waiting by his phone since sending his message. Upon seeing Sebastian's reply, he immediately grabbed his coat and rushed out.

"Mr. Wright?" his secretary called, hurrying after him.

"He's gone to the hospital," Shane stated tersely, maintaining his pace with an expression so serious he barely blinked.

Hearing this, the secretary fell silent and followed Shane from the room.

Shortly after, a silver-black Alphard departed from Hotel Caelstra's garage, turning at an intersection and disappearing into the evening traffic flow.

Ten minutes later at St. Mary's Hospital, Shane arrived first, his coat unbuttoned and his normally gelled hair slightly disheveled from rushing.

"Mr. Wright," the security guards at the hospital room immediately greeted him with lowered heads.

Shane waved dismissively, craning his neck to look around. "Where's Sebastian?"

Finn emerged from the hospital room upon hearing the commotion, immediately replaced by another guard who stepped inside.

"Mr. Howard hasn't arrived yet."

Shane furrowed his brow in confusion, muttering, "That can't be right. Wasn't he in a hurry?"

"Shane, is this how you take care of things?"

His muttering was interrupted by an icy question from the other end of the corridor.

Shane fell silent, turning quickly toward the voice. At the corridor's end, a tall figure emerged from the elevator, backlit against the light.

Sebastian wore an impeccably tailored black cashmere coat with a single silver button fastened, revealing a dark patterned suit beneath. Each step toward Shane carried an undeniable sense of intimidation.

Though they had always been equals, Shane could only submit when facing Sebastian's fury.

Sebastian appeared to have come alone. The driver behind him had been sent by Shane.

The lack of an entourage revealed Sebastian's haste.

Meeting his gaze, Shane instinctively swallowed, forcing a smile as he approached, intending to pat his friend's shoulder to ease the tension.

"Sebastian..."

But Sebastian sidestepped before Shane could complete the gesture.

Sebastian's eyes remained cold, though his tone softened slightly as he asked, "Where is she?"

Understanding that his friend was in no mood for pleasantries, Shane quickly pointed to the hospital room surrounded by security guards.

Sebastian's amber eyes swept over the guards with subtle derision. He snorted. "If you'd shown this level of security before, she wouldn't have been able to escape in the first place."

Hearing the mockery in his voice, Shane kept his head down, not daring to speak.

The security guards stationed outside the room tensed at Sebastian's arrival, lowering their gazes after a single glance.

Only Finn raised his head again after the initial bow, staring directly at Sebastian.

There was no avoidance in his eyes—rather, because of his employer, they held curiosity and admiration.

Now Finn understood why his boss had reacted so strongly upon learning of Scarlett's disappearance. So this was the kind of man her husband was.

Finn had rarely encountered such a commanding presence in his previous employers. The suffocating pressure that made one feel their life was at risk with a single prolonged glance was utterly captivating.

Before entering the room, Sebastian's gaze lingered briefly on Finn.

Perhaps it was the mutual recognition between strong personalities, but Sebastian's eyes narrowed slightly with appreciation.

Inside the hospital room, the monitoring equipment emitted steady beeps.

The guard by the bedside immediately stood and nodded in greeting as Sebastian entered.

Sebastian sat beside the bed, his gaze fixed on Scarlett. He reached out as if handling something fragile, gently caressing her cheek.

Scarlett's breathing remained even, her eyelids naturally closed as if in sleep. She showed no reaction to his touch, seemingly in deep slumber.

Sebastian's eyes darkened as his fingertip paused at Scarlett's lips before withdrawing. "Where's the doctor?" he asked coldly.

Minutes later, the attending physician entered the room.

Immediately upon entering, the doctor felt an invisible pressure. Looking up, she noticed two Lumaria men in the room.

The two men sat side by side.

She recognized one—Shane, the employer of the security personnel.

This was her first time seeing this controversial entrepreneur in person. He certainly possessed a sharp presence; meeting him alone would make it difficult to look away.

However, he wasn't alone. Beside him sat an unfamiliar Lumaria man.

This Lumaria male had a highly distinctive appearance.

His features were sharply defined, yet his eyes hinted at mixed heritage with their depth. His irises were a beautiful light amber that appeared even more crystalline under the cold white hospital lights.

Already handsome enough to captivate attention, his aura made it impossible to look away.

He seemed surrounded by an invisible frost. Even sitting quietly, the pressure emanating from his very core made the air in the room feel almost solid.

When his cold gaze swept toward her, the doctor's breath caught as if an invisible hand gripped her throat.

Compared to this stranger, Shane seemed almost approachable.

"This is Ms. Seymour's husband, Sebastian Howard," Finn introduced.

The doctor looked at Sebastian again, nodding slightly in preparation to greet him.

Sebastian's expression remained unchanged, his tone detached. "Let's skip the pleasantries. How is her condition? And the child?"

His tone was so severe that it intensified the oppressive atmosphere around him.

Fortunately, the doctor was accustomed to serving high-profile clients and had strategies for handling such intimidating inquiries.

She took a deep breath and carefully explained Scarlett's situation.

"...Her pregnancy is still in its early stages. Whether there's any impact on the fetus can't be determined yet. She'll need to remain hospitalized for observation."

After hearing the doctor's assessment, Shane dared not raise his head.

Even if he didn't fully understand what the child meant to Sebastian, he clearly understood what the child's mother meant to him.