A Replacement Bride

Chapter 158

"Me?" Xavier pointed to himself in bewilderment as he blinked at Katherine innocently. "I don't recall having any stuff to do."

She shoved a set of keys into his hand and urged, "I'm sure you have. Now, hurry up and go back home, as in your apartment upstairs. Come back down for dinner later. Bye!"

Just like that, Xavier was practically frog-marched out of the door, and he was still in a daze as he stood out in the hallway. He glanced at the keys in his hand, and it took him a while to register what had just happened. Did Katherine just give me an apartment? One that's worth a dozen million?

At the thought of this, he couldn't care less about the reason why Katherine had been so eager for him to leave. He hummed happily as he went upstairs to check out his new abode.

Meanwhile, there was an amused smirk playing on Joaquin's lips as he gave Katherine a knowing look.

She cleared her throat and turned to address him primly, "Don't you have work to do or something?"

"The only work I have today is to stay here and keep Grandma company," Joaquin answered matter-of-factly.

He looked and sounded so serious that Katherine paused in surprise. A second later, she said, "Fine, then. Stay here and take care of her for me while I head out for a bit."

She had to drop by Theodore's research institute and go through the results of the latest clinical trial. At the same time, she was going to assess the patients' conditions and how they were reacting to the drug.

"Where are you going?" Joaquin asked curiously.

"The research institute," Kathereie replied frankly.

"Be safe," he said.

on a change of clothes and left home after

her arrival, she made a

saw Katherine in the laboratory. "A few of the patients who have recovered have already been discharged, but

don't see any records of discharge here." Katherine asked as she flipped the documents she was holding. "Which patients

Mr. Rhodes. They were both discharged yesterday after Professor Muller evaluated their vitals and recovery process. He deemed them both healthy

when she heard this and pulled out Alex's folder. Her face turned grim when she read the last report. "Is Mr. Muller

these days," Dina replied, not at all noticing the shift in Katherine's expression. Without another thought, she bustled off to

the folder, Katherine pondered on this for a quick moment before she moved on to another patient's medical record. She flipped through the folder, then took the record with her as she marched

since the last time they met, and the gray in his hair was becoming more conspicuous. He also looked like he was balding. It seemed as if recent times had been rough for

his office, he set down the instant ramen he was eating and dabbed the corners of his mouth with a tissue. Then, he stood up and gave a self-effacing laugh as he asked, "What brings you here? You could have called me before

a seat and cut to the chase. "Dina told me that

on her face. He resumed his seat and pressed anxiously, "Is there

of her sullenly and asked, "But do you think you could

to his throat. He demanded in a shaky voice,

to consider that he was comatose for nearly twenty years after he took a bullet to the head. We can't discharge him and guarantee that nothing will happen to him, nor that he has fully

this, and without wasting another second, he pulled out his phone and called the

trial because we trusted you. You promised us that the medication your research institute came up with could revive brain cell activity, so why is Alex's condition deteriorating? What did