Chapter 634


    After hanging up the phone, he ryed the message to Brayden and said, "Brayden, take Jenna back


    with you. I''ll stay here." He wanted to be there for Sylvia when she came out. He couldn''t bear to leave


    her alone.


    "How could we possibly leave?" Jenna''s eyes glinted with determination. "Brayden, I don''t want to go. I


    want to stay here."


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    Brayden nodded in agreement. "We won''t leave. It may be cold at night, but at least there''s heat


    inside."


    "Okay," Franklin said as he looked through the ss but saw nothing inside.


    Time passed slowly as they waited anxiously.


    Sylvia stayed by Cody''s side with two prison guards who were struggling to keep their eyes open from


    exhaustion.


    Yadiel nced over at Sylvia who still looked spirited despite being up all night and admired her


    resilience. "How does she have so much energy? Do all beautiful women have this kind of stamina?"


    "I''m so tired," Kian said as he leaned towards Yadiel for support while they both dozed off.


    As dawn approached, Cody slowly opened his eyes while lying on a hospital bed, feeling a throbbing


    headache that felt like an explosion in his head.


    He stared nkly at the ceiling for a moment before realizing that his prison bed wasn''t like this - it had


    another bunk above him... why was there only a ceiling now?


    Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice say, "Cody, are you awake?"


    He turned abruptly and saw Sylvia sitting next to him looking stunningly beautiful; her face caught his


    attention immediately causing him shock, "Sibbie? What are you doing here?"


    "You''re sick... very sick," Sylvia replied, looking up briefly at the IV bag, which had been refilled three


    times. After this IV drip was finished, Cody could recover quickly and suffer less from pain or illness.


    "How could they let youe in here?" Cody asked, still surprised by her presence.


    "I''ll leave when the sun rises," she replied, ncing over at two nearby sleeping guards who finally


    sumbed to fatigue.


    "Cody, listen carefully," Sylvia continued speaking softly but firmly, "We will find a way to save you and


    clear your name. We''ve found the Carson family and the Wilson family targeting you; we will also find


    evidence that can help prove your innocence."


    "Sibbie..." Cody was shocked, "the Carson family? the Wilson family?"


    He had guessed that rk would retaliate against him, after all, he had been checking the Wilson


    Group.


    It was just that he didn''t expect rk to strike so ruthlessly and quickly!


    "Yes, this is a bottle of RL 133. You put it away. If you feel unwell, just take one pill." Sylvia stuffed the


    medicine bottle she carried with her into Cody''s hand.


    "RL 133? It sounds familiar..." But suddenly Cody couldn''t remember when and where he heard it.


    Cody frowned, his head still aching.


    "It''s just medication for strengthening your body," Sylvia said lightly.


    If anyone in the Bet family heard it, they would be envious of Cody, for he could take such precious


    pills.


    "Cody, there''s something I''ve always wanted to ask Yasmin face to face, but I don''t think she might tell


    me." Sylvia hesitated, staring at Cody with clear eyes.


    Cody was startled, and looked at her with some doubts, "What do you want to ask?"


    "You should also know that Monica Evans is my mother. When I was recognized by the Evans family,


    Yasmin also knew it. Why didn''t she tell me that she and my mother were best friends?"


    This had always confused Sylvia.


    She heard Tiana said that when she was studying, she, her mother and Mrs. Wright were good friends.


    Why didn''t Mrs. Wright tell her that she and Monica were good friends?


    Cody didn''t expect Sylvia to ask this question.


    A trace of embarrassment shed across his haggard face.


    "Your mother Monica is a very good, outstanding woman. Yasmin has always been a good friend with


    your mother, and your mother has helped her a lot."


    "Yet Yasmin is so sentimental that she couldn''t ept the reality when your mother passed away. She


    shed tears every day, and even suffered from depression for a while. Later... I asked someone to


    hypnotize her. In her memory, she only has a good friend who has passed away, but she doesn''t


    remember her good friend''s name."


    "Yasmin only had a vague memory of Monica. That''s why she didn''t react when the Evans family


    announced your rtionship with them at the auction."


    "I''m sorry, Sibbie... I didn''t want to lose her. Even without that part of her deep friendship memories with


    your mother, she still feels it. She''ll make the pork rib soup your mother taught her and she can''t help


    being good to you. It was my selfishness that resulted in all this..."