Chapter 1145

Whitney gazed at her with deep concern, then said, "Oh my goodness, I'm so relieved we've finally met. We'll have plenty of time to talk later. Right now, you're not in a condition to speak, and I don't want to tire you out."

"Take your time recovering. The day you confront BryceFlorence will be your moment, not just for you, but for Mr. Wilson too!"

Parisa's eyelids fluttered in surprise. Was Mr. Wilson awake too?

Just then, as if on cue, there was a knock at the door. Parker appeared, pushing Phineas's wheelchair silently into the room.

Unaware of the situation, Whitney opened the door, her eyes widening at the sight of the frail middle-aged man in the wheelchair.

Before she could even formulate a question, Parker introduced him with a resigned smile, "Whitney, this is my uncle, Phineas. He insisted on coming to see Ms. Tennyson as soon as he heard she had miraculously recovered."

was Phineas? Whitney recalled meeting him once at a Brew Hill housewarming party. Yet, Phineas

welcoming smile and

Parisa's true visage. He turned to Parker, astonished,

let Parker wheel Phineas in, asking, "Did you manage

course, it's all top secret," Parker replied with a sly grin. "You might want to call off the search team at

parties for the city's elite just to worm her way back into high society. She's spending money

fists, her face icy cold. Squandering her

to the Grand Canyon myself, make sure they get the full

her cunning, a trait

most opulent nightclub, the Palace Club, Bryce was hosting a gathering for a few 'obedient' shareholders of Inko Group. He'd also invited Ronan Miller from the Treasury Department and a

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