Chapter 971


    "Why isn''t Mobius here yet?" Richard''s concern for his brother grew as he realized Mobius hadn''t


    shown up despite their earlier call.


    Pearl, too, found it strange. It had been over two hours, so the race must have ended. She


    attempted to reach Mobius on the phone again, but there was no answer.


    "No luck. He might still be upied with something," Pearl remarked, trying to ease Richard''s


    worry.


    Richard couldn''t shake off the feeling that something was wrong. "He wouldn''t be thiste without a


    reason."


    Pearl attempted to reassure him. "Maybe his coach had something urgent to discuss with him. You


    heard how strict he is."


    "But…"


    Pearl tried tofort him. "Don''t worry. Mobius isn''t a kid anymore so he won''t do anything


    impulsive."


    However, Richard''s apprehension only increased when his phone rang, disying a Wyncrest


    number. His heart sank as he answered the call.


    The voice on the other end delivered rming news. "Is this Mister Richard? Your brother was


    involved in an ident during the race and is currently in the ER."


    Richard''s blood ran cold upon hearing the news. He immediately stood up. "Which hospital?


    "Central Hospital."


    Central hospital? It was this hospital.


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    After hanging up, Richard said to Pearl, "He was in an ident and is in the ER now."


    Pearl''s hand shook, almost dropping her phone. "What? An ident?"


    "He might have been distracted by the news and ended up in an ident."


    As Richard was about to leave, Pearl reached out and took his hand. "Why don''t I go with you?"


    "No, someone needs to be here for Esther. I''ll go check on Mobius," Richard exined, trying to


    reassure Pearl.


    Pearl nced at Esther, who was soundly asleep. After considering his point, she understood and


    released his hand.


    When Richard got to the ER, he found that the surgery was still underway.


    A middle-aged man, clearly agitated, sighed in relief at the sight of Richard. "You''re Richard


    Waldorf, right?"


    Richard, unable to hide his irritation, responded with a menacing tone, "Yes?"


    The man hesitated before exining, "Your brother was speeding in the race and..."


    "And? He was already not in the right frame of mind, and you still let himpete?" Richard


    clenched his fist, barely containing his anger.


    If he were in Mobius''s shoes and something happened to Pearl, could he still be in the mood to do


    anything?