Chapter 121

Damon's POV

I left the hospital ward, my mind racing with the threat Fredrickson had just delivered. The safety of Elysia and our son, Ian, weighed heavily on my shoulders. I needed to take immediate action. Seeking a quiet corner within the hospital, I pulled out my phone and dialed Warren's number. Warren was not only my bodyguard but also a trusted friend, someone I could rely on in times of trouble.

"Warren," I spoke urgently into the phone as he answered. "We have a serious problem. Fredrickson just threatened to stomp the hospital."

Silence hung in the air, and I could almost hear Warren's concern through the phone. "Damon, we can't take this lightly," he finally replied, his voice filled with a sense of determination. "What do you think we should do?"

My mind raced as I weighed the options, realizing the gravity of our situation. "I believe it's time we consider selling some of the hidden products," I admitted reluctantly. It wasn't an ideal solution,