"Ian said he can cure your brother."
"Really?!" Holly Sinclair's eyes lit up, finding it hard to believe.
"Yes, really," Tristan Sterling nodded.
Seeing her happy expression, the man's gaze softened unconsciously.
'My brother can recover!'
The thought filled her mind, and Holly Sinclair's eyes instantly brimmed with tears.
"Brother!" She threw herself at Noah Sinclair, hugging him tightly and choking out, "Brother..."
Noah Sinclair was stunned by his sister's sudden action, but he still instinctively patted her back, stuttering comfortingly, "D-Don't cry..."
"Don't worry. If Ian says your brother can get better, he definitely will." Watching the siblings embrace so tightly, Tristan Sterling found the sight a bit jarring. He gently pulled Holly Sinclair to her feet. "I've already made all the arrangements with the hospital. You don't have to worry about a thing."
Holly Sinclair took a deep breath, silently composing herself.
