Maddison's journey arrives at a big defining moment.
After everything she has been through with Nash and Brooklyn,all she wants is to have a good time; Will she manage to stay loyal to herself?
With Maddison's new habits,Keith has lots to deal while...
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Jasper called me informing Maddison had reached the hospital.Cristina picked my private car and went as well.I wanted to go so bad but If I want the feelings to go away,I must be away.
These following months will be terrible times.Sometimes I forget but everything bad can get worst.
I had ordered a car because I had decided to go to the hospital.Fuck my feelings.I needed to be there for Maddison.Even if just as her employer.
But then my phone rang.Grandma Helen is calling? She never calls when she knows I'm on duty.If she was calling,I knew it'd be bad.
''Grandma?'' I answer her call.Then,I hear crying.
"Keith,dearest,I can't get a hold of Theodore." She cries.Grandma Helen is my father's mom.
"Grandma,there's a situation with the Duchess of Kent.'' I explain to her being as short as possible.
"Well,now there's a situation with Louis!' She tells me and starts crying again.
"What happened to grandpa?'' I ask getting heated.Grandpa never gets sick.
"Your grandpa had a heart attack,dearest! We are in the hospital in Edinburgh! They had to transfer him.'' Grandma explains.Ohh,shit.
"Grandma,I'm on my way.'' I say as I quickly get up.I pick my suit putting it up and running outside.
The drive to Edinburgh was long and from London it'd take the time I don't have.So I called the airport and took the Princess jet.There are some benefits of working for the royal family.
I arrived in Edinburgh it was almost night time.I rent a car in the airport and drove to the hospital.Our family had a history with heart attacks.We were often called the weak hearts.I hope that's not the case literally.
I park the car and run inside the hospital.I walk inside and there's a bunch of paparazzi.How do those people know things so quickly?
'Hi,I'm looking for Louis Manchester.' I say to the receptionist.
'Are you relative?' The lady asks me with a very annoyed face.
'I'm Keith Manchester,his grandson.' I tell her.She looks at me like she's analyzing me.
'I am going to have to see some identification.' She says.Does this lady really think I'm faking?
I lend her the identification.She looks at it then types something in her computer.I am taking longer to pass through the reception than to get here from London.
'Mr.Manchester,he's in surgery now but his wife is on the exclusive waiting room at the 6th floor.' She informs me as she lends back my ID.
I wait for the elevator,but it takes too long so I go to the stairs.I run the 6 floor of stairs until I get there.Fortunately,the security team outside the room was my grandfather's.
