Rachel knew life and death weren’t things she could control. All she could do now was to stay by Jim’s side and walk with him through his final moments.

“Oh, right. Can I trouble you with something else?” she asked.

“Go ahead,” Xavier replied.

“Could you keep it a secret that you saw me here?”

Rachel knew Xavier wasn’t the type to spread rumors, but he did know Tyler.

She still owed Tyler a contract. And being a person who always followed through, Tyler would never let it slide if he found out she had lied to him back then. With his strong sense of justice, he definitely wouldn’t spare her.

Right now, she didn’t want to be involved with anyone here. If it weren’t for Jim’s critical condition, she never would’ve come back.

To her, this place had long been a closed chapter. Whether it was the people or the things that happened here, none of it had anything to do with her anymore.

Xavier was momentarily stunned. Truthfully, when he saw Rachel, his first instinct had been to inform Tyler right away.

“Actually, Tyler’s been trying to find you these past few years. Are you really sure you don’t want me to tell him?”

Rachel didn’t think too much into it. She just smiled. “Looks like you still haven’t fixed Mr. Hunt’s insomnia.”

Xavier chuckled at that. “Tell me about it. I’ve treated a lot of people, but with Tyler, his insomnia’s like a chronic illness. It just won’t go away. You happen to be his remedy.

Rachel smiled modestly. “You flatter me. I’m not that powerful. It’s probably just a coincidence. Anyway, I should get going.”

Xavier nodded slightly and watched Rachel head back to the ward. Then, he picked up his phone and sent a message.

[Guess who I just ran into?]

Back in the ward, the doctors had managed to stabilize Jim.

His consciousness gradually returned, and he slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Rachel, he instinctively reached out.

“R–Rachel, is it really you?”

“It’s me, Dad.”

Jim had been drifting in and out of consciousness. Seeing Rachel earlier had felt like a dream, and he’d feared that if he woke up again, it would all vanish. He had feared that Rachel had never returned, and it was all just his imagination.

But now, feeling her presence so vividly, Jim finally let out a sigh of relief.

It felt like he had come back to life.

“Rachel, it really is you. I thought after all these years, you had-”

He didn’t finish the sentence. He stopped himself from saying anything too ominous. Instead, he nodded repeatedly, and his eyes welled with tears again.

“You’re back. That’s all that matters.”

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he reached under his pillow, pulled out a key, and placed it in Rachel’s hand.

“Rachel, take this key and go back to the Lloyd family estate. Inside my safe, you’ll find the will I prepared a long time ago, along with a letter. After I’m gone, I want you to bury the letter with me.”

Rachel looked puzzled. “Dad, you really don’t have to go against Sasha and the others for me. Yvette’s your biological daughter.

“The fact that you raised me all these years already means more than enough. You’ve done more than anyone could ask. You really don’t need to leave me anything in your will.”

She believed that if Jim hadn’t left anything to her, maybe Sasha and Yvette wouldn’t have been so ruthless.