Chapter: 305

Gina's legs buckled, and she began to cry.

From around the corner, Alicia breathed a sigh of relief.

By the time Gina had settled Harley into her room, it was already late.

She hesitated for a long while before deciding to approach Alicia.

The night air was cold, and Alicia rubbed her fingers to warm them.

"How is Harley?" she asked.

Gina stared at her for a moment.

"I'll pay back the medical expenses in installments. Thank you for helping."

Hearing this, Alicia couldn't help but feel a slight twinge of disappointment.

It was understandable. Siding with Alicia would mean opposing Lilliana. If Gina chose to help, she would essentially be standing against her.

For Gina, that could lead to serious consequences.

“There's no need to pay me back. It was just a donation," said Alicia. “I'm just glad the surgery went well. That's all that matters."

After a brief silence, Alicia added, “I'll head out now. You should get some rest."

Gina's eyes welled with tears. "Ms. Bennett, please stop this. The Green family is too powerful, and Mr. Yates is ruthless. He's not worth it."

Alicia chuckled softly. "I'm not doing this to win him over. I'm doing this to survive."

After Alicia left, Gina stood in the cold hallway, quietly crying.

It was true that she was afraid.

Because of that, she couldn't help Alicia.

Gina hated Lilliana too, but she had a sick sister to take care of.

She couldn't afford to get into trouble, or worse, lose her job.

When her legs became numb, Gina finally returned to the ward.

She had barely sat down when there was a knock on the door.

She expected it to be the doctor, but she was surprised to find a delivery man instead.

He handed her an expensive meal. Gina looked at it in confusion. "I didn't order anything."

"It was ordered for you by Ms. Bennett," the delivery man said.

Gina's heart tightened. She thanked him as she held the box.

After leaving the hospital, Alicia decided to visit Monica.

To lift her spirits, Monica brought her to a newly opened themed cafe where male models dressed as valets served the guests.

"Valets?" Alicia asked, seemingly confused.

“Yes, valets," Monica said with enthusiasm. "A bunch of male models dressed as valets, serving us. We can eat, drink, and enjoy their company."