Jameson's displeasure surged as he ordered his men to block the bedroom door and halt the nurses' progress.

"Gerard, don't assume that just because you're the CEO, you can dictate everything. The Harris family isn't yours to command!"

He positioned himself defiantly in front of them, his gaze burning with resolve as if he were the last bastion of protection for the elderly woman.

"Enough!" The tension was abruptly pierced by a hoarse and weak voice from the bedroom. “Stop arguing..."

Jameson burst into the bedroom. “Brenda, please, listen to me. The doctor I've arranged will be here soon. He will surely heal you."

Brenda's expression was weary, and she shook her head slowly. "No need to find anyone. I've lived enough."

Her eyes were cloudy, and a profound sense of gloom enveloped her.

The prolonged treatments had clearly taken their toll, leaving her drained and devoid of spirit.

Karol's abrupt departure had further eroded her confidence. Night after night, she was haunted by visions of death creeping closer.

This feeling was unbearable.

“Lilah, Gerard, I know you're acting with my best interests at heart, but I can't endure this cycle of hope and despair any longer. I'm old, and I've made peace with life and death..."

The old lady's voice, frail yet resolute, reached Lilah and Gerard, who stood helplessly outside the blocked door.

"No!" Lilah's voice cracked with determination. She muscled past the obstructing figures, seized Gerard's hand, and they both burst into the room.

“Brenda, we have faith this time. Please, just hear us out." Lilah gently took Brenda's hand, her eyes brimming with earnestness. "You still have so much life ahead of you. Don't let these fleeting challenges defeat you."

Her gaze was unwavering, resolute.

A flicker of emotion stirred in Brenda's heart, yet she remained unconvinced.

If the doctor Lilah recommended failed to cure her, Brenda feared the inevitable blame and criticism that would follow.

She couldn't bear to see Lilah caught in such turmoil.

“Gerard, carry your mother."

Witnessing Brenda's hesitation and Jameson's vigilant stare, Lilah's patience snapped.

It was time to make a decisive move.

Gerard nodded, peeled back the blanket, and prepared to Lift Brenda onto his back.

She froze for a moment, completely taken aback. Suddenly, Jameson seized her by the arm.

“Hold on there! You guys are out of line! Brenda's body—"