Chapter 552

Even though the matter over there was crucial, Finley just couldn't bring himself to go, especially to the Muliba Desert. The climate was harsh, and the threat of outbreaks loomed over it like a bad omen. Not even the most brilliant minds wanted to venture there, much less someone like him.

As Finley left, Dylan's mind wondered back into contemplation, and before long, Yvonne and Lottie arrived in the medical room with Stella.

Seeing Lottie, Dylan quickly stood up and greeted respectfully.

Lottie guided Stella forward. "Please tend to her wounds. Oh, and she might be pregnant. See what medication you can give."

Dylan's eyes widened.

Pregnant?

That sneaky Finley, setting him up like this! If he had only checked Stella's stomach and prescribed a bunch of meds, he'd be the one shipped off to that desolate desert with him.

He'd have a word with him later, that was for sure.

hesitation, Lottie asked, "Is

Dylan responded, quickly gathering medication safe for expectant mothers. She bandaged

lit a cigarette with a

out a cigarette and lighting it, his breath still uneven. "Is she really pregnant? Is the child

dangerous, seemingly ready to explode and tear Ronald

look was enough to infuriate Xander. "Ronald, that's my freaking fiancée, promised by

flaring up as he slammed a fist onto the

in the room

you forget the state they

state?" Xander ground out, teeth clenched. Even knowing he couldn't best Ronald, he felt

the desk, leaning forward slightly. "They were drunk off their minds. And as someone sober,

breath hitched at the revelation as he recalled the scene. Ronald had a point; it was said when his father and Mr. Quinn

what? Being drunk doesn't strip them of being elders,"

"Is your

face fell, his emotions crumbling. That old coot... did he deserve to

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