Chapter 811

Hazel let out a frustrated sigh. "If I'd just listened to Grace back then, none of this would've happened." ‍ Pinching the bridge of his nose, James responded, "Stop overthinking. Just focus on your recovery in the hospital. I'll talk to Uncle Oliver. "Text me what you want for lunch, and I'll bring it over." Hazel added, "Oh, and James—be careful. David has escaped." James froze at her words, a curse slipping under his breath. He thought this mess was over, but with David on the loose again, the danger was far from gone. That morning, James appeared at the Jefferson Corporation. He sat stiffly with his back ramrod straight in Oliver's office. He didn't dare act out of line. Oliver was in a particularly foul mood. Even his subordinates stayed far away. He cast James, who sat on the couch, a sharp glance and said curtly, "Speak." "David has escaped," James said. "Shouldn't you bring Grace back home?" Oliver's response was dismissive, almost stubborn. "She'll come back