Chapter 82

“Doctor, how is he?” Olivia’s heart was pounding violently as she gripped her sleeve tightly. She was terrified of hearing the

worst.

“Fortunately, the nurses noticed his condition very quickly, and we were able to save him in time. Olivia, I won’t keep it from

you.

“Your father is in a very dangerous state, and we need the best brain specialist, Leo, to perform brain surgery for him.

“Otherwise… We might not be able to save him next time.”

Olivia’s heart sank. She wanted to find Leo more than anyone else. Alas, she didn’t have a wide social circle. Keith had helped her look for Leo before, but to no avail.

When Jeff was wheeled out, she saw how weak he looked with his eyes tightly shut.

She called out, “Dad.”

However, it was like throwing a pebble down a well because she received no answer.

One of Jeff’s hands, which wasn’t covered by the blanket, looked thin and wrinkled with age. He seemed to have aged a lot over the last two short years. Except for the indwelling needle, the rest of the back of his hand was just loose, sagging skin.

It looked nothing like the hand that had held hers when they’d walked home last time.

Olivia leaned against him and wept uncontrollably. She said in a choked voice, “Dad, wake up and look at me, won’t you…

other people, he’d never mistreated

this.

thought popped up in

to jump off, Ethan had said that he could find Leo. Based on his wide network of connections and wealth,

on the brink of

she had no other way of saving Jeff. She’d never thought that she’d have to go and beg Ethan so soon after she’d just

and making sure Jeff was alright, Olivia asked Brent

Silver.

scantily dressed female dancers moved around seductively. In every corner, men and women kissed scandalously, and loud

Olivia. She walked quickly toward

club.

a quiet spot even for a gathering with friends. Brent opened the door to the

luxurious private room could accommodate more than a hundred people. Even with so many men

looked very out of place in the

Moore, a dashing man dressed in gray casual clothes, sat next to Ethan, soaking his feet in a tub. A furry blindfold was hanging around his neck. Other people had either a glass of whiskey or Armand de Brignac in front

a hotel, while the other treated it like a

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walked

first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a pair of fiery red

woman shrieked and sprawled on the floor right in

sexy thong she was wearing underneath. The men

She looked up with a

were calm, but there was a hint of mockery in them. He’d just played hard to get

what tricks she’d use this time since she’d tried to commit suicide the last

on the brink of death, she had no choice other than to ask him for help.

Bryan, nobody else

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