After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 1029

After a long while, he finally opened his eyes again.

"Put her down."

At this moment, Mrs. Kaur was barely breathing, more air leaving her than entering.

She lay on the floor, covered in wounds, and soon the floor was stained red.

"Mom! Mom!" Nola rushed over and held her tightly in her arms.

"Don't call an ambulance, call a private doctor," Oakley said, sounding suddenly very tired, and then he went back to his room.

Dariel called the private doctor, and several servants came over to lift Mrs. Kaur onto the sofa.

"Her injuries are all superficial; the whip didn't hit her bones," Dariel said, though he wasn't a medical expert, he knew a bit about whips.

"Nola, don't be too sad. Auntie will be fine soon," Carley said, offering some lukewarm comfort.

Seeing Mrs. Kaur in such a miserable state was indeed satisfying. This woman had committed many evil deeds, harming numerous families and franchisees. Her current fate seemed like divine mercy. It was already good enough that Oakley hadn't killed her.

The private doctor arrived quickly with his medical kit. After hurriedly bandaging Mrs. Kaur's wounds, he examined her body. "Although the injuries are superficial and didn't reach the bones, she will need to stay in bed for about twenty days to recover."

The doctor had seen many injured patients but had never seen someone so severely whipped.

"Will my mom have any lasting effects?" Nola asked nervously.

"No, but some of the more severe wounds may leave ugly scars," the doctor said while writing a prescription. "I'll prescribe some ointment to be applied twice daily. It will help with wound healing. She also needs to take oral antibiotics to prevent infection."

The doctor handed the prescription to Nola. "If there are any issues, call me. The patient shouldn't bathe until the scabs form in about ten days."

Nola thanked the doctor and saw him out.

Carley muttered quietly, "Ten days without a bath? She'll stink."

Dariel knocked on her head lightly. "Why do you care so much? Let's go back."

Meanwhile, far away in H Rovirsa, Clare received a call from Old Mrs. Hipps. "The President is hosting a banquet tomorrow night for his son's recognition ceremony. We've received an invitation. Can you and Sylvia come back?"

decided to be honest. "Mom, Sylvia's Longevity Pharmaceuticals is having some issues. She

hearing about the trouble. "What happened?

questions

be discharged today. Don't worry; I believe Sylvia can manage." "That's good to hear. It's best if you can come back for the President's banquet. If not, your dad and I will go," Old Mrs. Hipps said, though she still felt uneasy.

to be straightforward to prevent Old Mrs.

in Aettosa?" Old Mrs. Hipps grew more concerned. "If necessary, I can send some family members who understand the law

Mom. Sylvia has people here too. Just wait for news. If we can resolve it quickly, we'll come back,"

doctor's report and saw Clare

Aettosa tomorrow," Clare said, glancing at the report. "No

to Sylvia. If she hadn't come, I'd probably still be in a

handle the discharge paperwork; you wait

kissed her forehead

inform her about the President's

softly. "He's taking advantage of

by Sylvia's insight.

they've investigated me," Sylvia said coolly. "No worries, I'll show him what a surprise really is." "You... plan to return tomorrow? What about

not just for show," Sylvia replied, focused on finding out who took Gloria's life

Life Array wasn't something easily set up.

the payment,

tracking information on this anonymous

could trace who made the transfer, she could follow the

party had strong counter-surveillance skills and

over the keyboard as lines of code refreshed

away while several police officers walked

a technician from headquarters? She's supposed to be a top computer expert-is she

female officer also approached and glanced at Sylvia's focused face. "I

let's call! I've

her," they whispered among themselves before reporting

says she can track down the payer's

a top technician from headquarters? This is crucial for solving the case; if she can't do it, we're wasting

for a moment. "You're right; this case

the female officer began requesting a top computer expert from higher-ups, preferably Aviana from

her cold eyes and looked at them

dropped. "What? You've