Chapter 747:

Startled by Coyle’s furious eruption, the doctor hurriedly stepped back, gesturing for the nurse to follow him out. Nearby, Coyle’s assistant stood frozen, trembling silently, afraid to even breathe loudly.

Chest heaving, Coyle glared at the assistant, his eyes seething with rage.

“What are you standing around for?” he snarled viciously. “Find another doctor! The best there is! If no one in Jazmah can help, search overseas—spare no expense! Do whatever it takes to heal me!”

The mere thought of permanent disability was utterly unacceptable.

The assistant jolted awake from his stupor, nodding vigorously. “Yes, sir! I’ll take care of it immediately!”

the door when Coyle suddenly remembered something and sharply

“Wait!”

froze mid-step, quickly turning back with a submissive bow,

lowered, becoming hoarse and thick with bitterness. “Where

this suffering—this

He shifted nervously, eyes darting

returned to the company this morning. They held a grand ceremony to welcome

representatives from Mr. Noel’s Burgess

darkening expression. He wished desperately to stop there, but the words spilled uncontrollably from his mouth. “And Ms. Hudson immediately removed everyone you’d positioned within various departments. Not a single person was

much—it shattered the last remnants of Coyle’s fragile composure.

uncontrollably, leaving a metallic bitterness in his throat. Coyle’s vision blurred, his pulse thundered wildly, and suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes widened with shock, fixating numbly on the blank

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