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The face that usually sported a proud and majestic expression on it now had a look of dejection written all over it. He took several steps backward and stared at Franklin in disbelief. “You…” “Everything that had happened since the start, you planned for it all to happen?” “Yes.” Franklin had a half-smile on his face. “Including Charles’ hit-and-run. I devised it all.” Simon sank to the floor, where he sat paralyzed. He stared at everyone in the room. Franklin, Thomas, Elijah, Sally. All of them hated him to the core, and none of them would help him. He knew that Charles had failed. Not only had Charles failed, but he and Noelle… would never regain the glory they had once enjoyed. When Yoder Corporation returned to the Moses family… he would be left with nothing. Just then, his gaze fell on Lisa, who was lying in bed. “Lisa! Wake up!” “Your nephew and your son are plotting against me!” “They want to reduce all the hard work I’ve done for the past twenty ye

Elijah took a long drag of his cigarette, smoke billowing from his elegant fingers. “How did you persuade them?” “I told them that from an outsider’s point of view, Chelsea and I are brother and sister. We’ve been brother and sister for so long, and rumors might spread if we got married all of a sudden. So we’ll go on a cruise excursion and treat it as a formality.” “It won’t be too late if we only invite our friends and families to a ceremony when the time is ripe and my position in the Greene family is secure.” Then, Seth began laughing again. “They probably don’t know that there will never be a next time.” “What about you?” Elijah raised his gaze to look at him, an odd look in the depths of his dark eyes. “Will you have a next time?” “I don’t need it.” Seth smiled. There was an exceptionally determined look in the black eyes set on his pale face. “I’ve been avoiding it for so long, but I can’t avoid it for the rest of my life.” “I’ve got to face these grudges sooner

The woman shut her eyes as she clasped her hands together tightly. She should have known that this day would arrive. It was the exact reason why she had suggested to Quincy that they name their daughter… Frigg Luca. Because Freya’s illness was the same as her mother’s. It could not be cured. The operation she had done was only to extend Freya’s life. “Sis Sally, the doctor said if I got you and Dr. Turner to come, there might still be a sliver of a chance.” Blair lowered his head. He sounded as if he was stifling a sob as he said in a hoarse voice, “Quincy cried so much that he passed out in front of the operating theatre.” “The two brothers are racing back now too.” Sally’s hands clenched together tightly.Evonne, who was beside her, had an odd expression on her face. It had been almost half a year… since the two of them had conducted any operations. Freya’s operation required immense amounts of patience, delicacy, and professionalism. Both of them… would not

When Sally finished suturing the last ruptured blood vessel in Freya’s heart, she was starving, exhausted, and had little to no energy left. Evonne, who was beside her, was not much better off. “It’s steady! The patient’s heartbeat is steady again!” The nurse staring at the electrocardiograph yelled out excitedly! Given the condition the patient was in, if it weren’t for these two doctors, they would never have been able to save her! “Dr. Summers and Dr. Turner are amazing!” “Of course.” A senior doctor standing nearby smiled as he stroked his beard and said, “How did you think Dr. Summers earned her title of genius surgeon?” The young nurse’s mouth widened in surprise. “In that case… why are Dr. Summers and Dr. Turner no longer working as doctors?” The senior doctor sighed. “I guess they have their reasons…” In another corner, Evonne leaned against the wall, exhausted as she turned to look at Sally. “Dr. Summers, do you still plan to stay on as a housewife?” Sa

Sally’s lips pursed themselves together when Freya’s name was mentioned. She would admit that she had had a horrible first impression of Freya when they first met. The woman had stripped nearly twenty years of Zoey’s life away from her. Even now, Zoey still bore the scars she had inflicted upon her on her face. And she had even attacked Sally’s mother during her and Elijah’s wedding. However, times had changed, and five years had passed since then. Sally could not bring herself to be cruel toward Freya, who now showed complete remorse. Additionally, she had treated Sam and Little Sarah with genuine kindness lately. Sally had begun to think of her as family. Yet, now, something like this happened. She sighed. “Freya…” “Freya will not be in great condition when she regains consciousness. You need to prepare yourself mentally.” Freya’s illness was in her heart. The sort of illness she had made it so that she could not be made angry, excited, or frantic. If not, not e