Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 48:

The hallway was crowded and buzzing with excitement as people pressed forward, surrounding the door of the operating room. Connor, maintaining his distance from the crowd due to his high status, stood back in the corner. His height allowed him to see over the heads of others, giving him a clear view into the room

Ferris, removing his mask, spoke to Caylee’s attending doctor. “The patient’s vital signs are stable. Please ensure she receives proper care, ingests enough nutrition, and avoids any emotional distress.”

As he finished his instructions, Caylee was wheeled out. Although still in a semi-vegetative state with her eyes closed, she appeared much better. Her breathing and heartbeat had normalized

Daryl, overcome with emotion, approached and gently stroked Caylee’s forehead, asking softly, “Are you okay, Caylee?” In a moment that felt like a miracle, Caylee, eyes still closed, lifted her hand and patted Daryl’s arm reassuringly. For twenty-two years, this had been her condition—aware of her surroundings and capable of limited responses, but unable to fully awaken

members were filled with joy. They had come to terms with Caylee’s condition over the years, but the fear of losing her had always lingered. Even in her current state, Caylee’s ability to interact provided a vital connection to her loved ones. She was still with them, not lost to the silence of the grave. Suddenly, Ruth Sanchez, the eldest member of the family, rushed to Caylee’s side and burst

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deteriorated significantly in recent days, with symptoms suggesting a heart attack, and her life had hung in the balance. No hospital had been able to help, and it was only Riss’s timely intervention that had saved her from the brink, preventing a devastating loss for the Sanchez family. As the leader of the Sanchez family, Daryl

had seen her exit, though the hallway lights had remained on. But when

been watching the operating room door, certain Riss hadn’t passed through. She must have found another way out. Scanning the room again, he noticed a back door. It clicked for him—Riss

power in the operating room had briefly gone out for five seconds, Connor couldn’t help but chuckle. Riss really did enjoy her elusive maneuvers. Was she avoiding everyone, or

his understanding immediate. “Don’t worry, Mr. Daniels. I’ve sent Riss’s picture to the bodyguards at the exits. We also have people monitoring the surveillance cameras. Riss can’t