Chapter 17

The hospital corridor was filled with the sharp, cold smell of disinfectant. Aaliyah stood at the door of the ward, looking through the glass window at Mr.Bailey, whose face was pale on the bed. Her fists were clenched tightly, her nails digging deeply into her palms, blood seeping through the cracks, but she seemed oblivious. Mr.Bailey slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on Aaliyah, filled with disappointment and exhaustion. His voice was hoarse and low, as if he had used up all his strength: “Aaliyah, if you insist on being with Lawrence, I will revoke your position as the head of the Bailey Group and adopt a daughter from outside. You will no longer be the heir to the Bailey Family.” Aaliyah clenched her fists tighter, her knuckles turning white from the effort. Her gaze was firm and calm, her tone devoid of any hesitation: “Dad, I will give up everything.” “Aaliyah, do you know what you're saying? You are the heir to the Bailey Family, the head of the Bailey Group! Are y