After ten hours of surgery, Ignatius Leclair was transferred to the intensive care unit, still not out of danger.
The think tank under Ignatius Leclair, who were originally in the South Sea, had all gathered at the hospital, asserting control over the entire hospital, especially the intensive care unit, which was guarded so tightly that not even a mosquito could fly in.
"Miss Delphine, Maximilian and I will keep watch here. Nothing will happen. You can go back and rest a bit to avoid worrying the young master and young miss." Arthur White said calmly.
Delphine knew that Arthur White was Ignatius Leclair's shadow, considered his most trusted person. She nodded, feeling somewhat uneasy, and asked, "And what about Melody Cloud and her family?"
Melody Cloud acting so crazily was entirely beyond Delphine's expectations. Even if the Cloud Family went bankrupt, with Melody Cloud's looks and learning, she wouldn't fare too badly. She hadn't expected such extremism to be in her bones.
