Chapter 182
When the car entered the sanatorium, my hands unconsciously clenched tight.
Outside the window, everything was too quiet, as if this really was just an ordinary rest facility. But I knew in my heart that Linus was hidden here, already an abandoned existence.
I remained silent as Ferris accompanied me into the main building.
At the end of the corridor, behind heavy doors, I finally saw him–Linus.
He lay on the hospital bed, quiet like a sleeping child.
His features were gentle, and his eyes and brows overlapped with the young man in my memory so closely that it almost made me stop breathing.
I slowly approached the bedside, my fingers trembling slightly as I touched his cold fingertips.
“Linus… it’s me,” I said softly, my throat tightening repeatedly. “Do you still remember me? I’m here.”
Of course he wouldn’t respond to me.
But looking at his face, I knew this wasn’t a dream.
Ferris stood at the door, not entering, not rushing me, just watching quietly.
I was grateful he gave me this time.
Ten minutes later, he stepped out, leaving the space to me.
I knelt beside Linus’s bed, gripping his hand tightly, whispering: “I will definitely take you away from here… I won’t let you be abandoned in this kind of place again.”
I scanned the room.
The surroundings were clean, curtains half–drawn, well–ventilated, but without any surveillance.
But I knew this was just the surface.
The real restrictions might be in the security outside the ward, in the locked medical records in the system, in Ferris or Victoria’s control.
But I still began to quietly observe.
Could he move? Were there medical devices connected? What tools did I need? If I had Adrian coordinate with me,
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creating chaos from outside, could I carry Linus out of this building within ten minutes? What about a wheelchair? How far was the car parked? Were there backup passages?
These questions appeared one by one in my mind. I had to think clearly–I couldn’t make mistakes, not even once.
Because this was my brother, my blood relative.
He had protected me time and again. Now it was my turn to protect him.
I looked at his sleeping face and whispered a promise: “Wait for me, wait a little longer… I will definitely take you
away.”
On the way back, Ferris and I got in the car together, with Simon following.
Not long after the car started, I realized we were going in the wrong direction–this wasn’t the way back to the estate at all.
I turned to look at Ferris: “Where are we going?”
He said flatly: “The company.”
More than an hour later, we arrived at the Vargan family headquarters building, at the CEO’s office.
Simon handed me a stack of documents.
“This is what Alpha Ferris instructed,” he said, then retreated.
I instinctively took them and looked down. The cover prominently displayed several large words: “Transfer Agreement.”
My heart jumped, and I immediately opened it.
Inside was a detailed list of several flagship enterprises under Ferris, as well as some incomplete project contracts, all listed in the inventory.
The more I read, the more my hands trembled.
Ferris wanted to transfer all of these to me?
“You’ve finished reading. If there are no problems, just sign, he said from behind his office chair, his tone flat.
I stared at him in a daze.
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