With an impressive entourage of bodyguards and attendants, the children arrived at the neurology ward.


    The hospital director personally came to greet them and respectfully escorted them to Brenda''s room.


    Several expert doctors had been awaiting the arrival of the kidss, ready to take theirmands at a moment''s notice. Nathan was feeling tense, gripping the arms of his wheelchair so tightly he hardly dared to breathe.


    Mia clung to Coco, nearly squeezing the life out of the poor animal.


    Fortunately, Noah was the picture of calm.


    "Thanks for your hard work, doctors," he said serenely. "We''re just here to check in on Brenda. We don''t know much about the medical side of things. We''ll ask for advice when Mommy gets back. Please, go about your business. We don''t want to keep you from your other patients."


    The doctors hesitated, ncing towards the hospital director.


    "We''ll wait outside," the director offered carefully. "If you need anything, just let us know."


    "No, that won''t be necessary," Noah replied gratefully. "You''ve done enough here. The hospital has other patients that need your attention. There''s really no need to waste time on us."


    The director and the team of expert doctors exchanged a few more pleasantries and hurriedly excused themselves.


    As Noah watched them leave, he turned to address the bodyguards. "Gentlemen, please wait outside and make sure Brenda can rest undisturbed. Thank you!"


    "Yes, sir," the nine bodyguards responded, leaving the room.


    Now, Athena, Sienna, and Cam remained in the room with a clearly bewildered Brenda.


    During the visitors'' arrivals and subsequent departures, whichsted about fifteen minutes, Brenda remained in stunned silence. She didn''t dare to speak, but her eyes, filled with astonishment, seemed to convey a myriad of questions.


    Nathan and Mia sighed in unison, a release of the tension that had built up.


    "Brenda!" Mia scurried up onto the bed with her little legs, throwing herself into Brenda''s arms for a cuddle. "Are you okay? It''s been forever since I saw you. I missed you so much."


    "There, there. Brenda missed you too," Brenda reassured her, kissing Mia''s hair, then turned to the boys. "Noah, Nathan, can either of you tell me what''s going on?"


    "Well, I''m not quite sure either," Nathan admitted as Sienna pushed his wheelchair closer to the bed.


    Nathan furrowed his brow, a worried expression on his face. "Mr. Clemens suddenly started treating us really well. He arranged for so many people to look after us, and now everyone''s being so nice. I''m, you know, kind of overwhelmed by it all!"


    "Mr. Clemens?" Brenda questioned, frowning as she tried to figure out who he was referring to.


    "That''s Mommy''s former boss," Nathan added. "The stern-looking meanie!"


    "Meanie, meanie!" parroted Coco, and then immediately ducked its head as if it had said something it shouldn''t have.


    "Nathan, what did I tell you before?" Noah solemnly reminded him with furrowed brows.


    "Oh, not right." Nathan quickly shook his head, correcting himself, "We can''t say he is a meanie. He''s been so good to us now. Last night, he even helped me and Mia go to sleep."


    "Uh..." Brenda didn''t understand a word and could only look to Noah for help.


    "Brenda, I can''t really exin it right now." Noah spread his hands, looking helpless. "Let''s wait for Mommy toe back, and she can exin it to you."


    "Where did Sadie go?" Brenda asked hurriedly. "A few days ago, I heard the elevator in ourplex had problems, and one of her friends almost had an ident visiting our home. The property manager brought her here for treatment and even stopped by to see me.


    "I wanted to visit your mommy, but they said she left. Then I tried calling her, but I couldn''t get through. I''m really worried about her."


    "Mommy will be back tonight, don''t worry," Noah reassured her.