"Just get prep."

There was no emotion in Celia's tone.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you command."

Ryan couldn't figure out why Celia would want him to forge information to discredit her perfectly.

Celia lowered her head and gazed at her son, who was still unconscious.

She tenderly touched his cheek.

"Daniel, don't worry, I'll save you."

Lowering her head, Celia kissed Daniel's forehead, pulled his covers back on, and left.

But after she left, ...