"Don't worry, Alaric. I'll get my colleagues to help search right now. We will definitely find Stella."
Ivy, who was about to approach Alaric, ended up turning around and walking away.
What gave her the right to accuse someone else of hiding Stella without proof?
If she wasted any more time, Alaric would only despise her more.
Ivy searched the hospital's emergency stairwells by herself, combing through every single floor.
Even when she was gasping for air, drenched in sweat, and dizzy from exhaustion, she didn't dare stop. She just kept looking.
Alaric was just as anxious.
He was searching, too.
When he couldn't find his daughter, he felt a genuine urge to kill Ivy.
She knew exactly how important Stella was to him.
Last time Ivy took her out, she got hit; this time, she lost her.
Was Ivy entirely useless? She couldn't even watch a single child.
If anything truly happened to Stella, he would make Ivy pay with her life.
Alaric was furious and frantic.
About an hour later, Elena called.
Alaric didn't hesitate to answer.
On the phone, Elena said,
"Alaric, I found Stella. She's in a storage room, and she's hurt."
Hearing she was found, Alaric let out a massive sigh of relief and sprinted toward the storage room Elena mentioned.
When he arrived, he saw Elena holding his unconscious, bloodied daughter.
Alaric snatched her into his arms, shouting frantically,
"Stella! Stella, wake up!"
Stella didn't react. Her limp little body rested motionless in her father's arms.
Elena quickly urged, "Get her to a ward, quickly. She's just passed out, but I need to treat this wound immediately."


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