After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

Chapter 623 Too Late?

At this moment, Lincoln was sitting in the car, discussing the project’s loss issue with Stephen.

In order to gain Archie’s trust, the project was carried out genuinely. However, Archie encountered a problem, which had a profound impact on the project and ultimately led to its complete termination.

Undoubtedly, this was a case of inflicting a thousand wounds upon oneself to harm the enemy, but in terms of the overall situation, it was worth it. Lincoln quickly paid the portion of the capital loss and aimed to get the project back on track. After all, in the long run, this multinational collaboration not only held

tremendous significance but also produced immeasurable benefits from the partnership. Suddenly, Lincoln’s phone rang. It was the number for his residence.

His eyelid twitched a few times, and he answered swiftly. The maid’s anxious voice came through.

“Your Highness, something wrong has happened! Ms. Vargas has fainted!” In that instant, Lincoln furrowed his brows tightly, his expression turning ice-cold. Stephen looked at him with a trembling gaze. “Drive the car!”

“Quickly!” With Lincoln’s command, the luxury car surged forward instantly.

They broke numerous red lights along the way, shortening the originally one-hour journey to a mere twenty minutes.

The luxury car arrived, and Lincoln headed straight for the room. Stephen followed closely behind. Ward had received the news and rushed over. He was conducting a preliminary examination on Zayla.

“How is she?” Ward asked urgently with a low voice. Ward’s expression turned grave as he shook his head towards Lincoln.

medicine is no longer effective… Her condition is worse than I anticipated.” His heart sank, and his fist clenched tightly as he asked bitterly, “How

this rate…” Before Ward could finish his sentence, the sound of running footsteps

found a clue!”

grower. While selling coffee beans in

fully understands the gravity of this poison and was willing to pay a hefty price for the formula. Yet, the old man was not interested in wealth, only in his cup of coffee. Thus,

a significant connection with the royal family. His surname

in this direction, we are certain to locate the descendants of this coffee farmer!” Melvin felt a surge of joy. After all the time and

He looked at Zayla lying on the bed,

“It’s too late…”

his collar. What do you mean?” Ward lowered his head in

three days, we have to find this person, the antidote, and develop a cure… “We’re out of time, there’s not enough

shifting to Zayla on the bed,

did today. Ward and Melvin fell into silence one after another. Unable to bear it

stood by the side, completely bewildered, unaware

happened to my

strode forward, demanding