Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Harold looked seriously at Lucas and paused. His voice was hoarse, saying, “Lucas, Mr. Chambers is in grave danger. I’ve performed the initial surgery on him, and he will soon be ready for transfer to the ICU. However, the blood clot in his brain is in a critical spot, and with my skills, I can’t operate on it. Within the next twenty-four hours, you need to find a leading neurologist to perform the surgery on Mr. Chambers, or else…

The rest of the message went unsaid, but Lucas understood what Harold meant.

Lucas was in a state of panic. He anxiously asked, “Dr. Anderson everyone in Seacrity knows you’re our top neurologist. If even you can’t do this surgery, who else can I find at this time?”

Harold sighed. He said, “I have no other options. The only way is to quickly contact top neurologists from both home and abroad, and have them fly to Seacrity immediately to operate on Mr. Chambers.”

Lucas was completely at a loss at that moment. Dr. Anderson is asking me to contact a top neurologist now. Where am I supposed to find one at this hour? Isn’t this just making me watch as Mr. Chambers is on the brink?’ Lucas thought.

Just as Lucas was extremely worried and drenched in sweat, hurried footsteps echoed through the hospital corridor.

Lucas turned around. Harold also looked toward the far end of the corridor.

A group of doctors in white coats and a few nurses were approaching.

The leader wore black clothes, like a king of the night. His stance was tall and composed, exuding an icy and intimidating aura that warned others to stay away.

Harold was startled. He quickly recognized the man slightly behind the leader, none other than their old dean, Tristant

Sloan.

“Tristan has gone to Betrico for a meeting, why is he back at the hospital now? Harold wondered.

Lucas was stunned for a few seconds, then became overjoyed. The image of Jeremiah at the police station was deeply imprinted in his mind.

Harold hurried towards Tristan, while Lucas eagerly rushed toward the man in the center,

spoke first, asking. “Mr. Sloan, why are you back? Is the medical

him, his

without saying a word, had pulled Tristan out of the medical conference and rushed back to the hospital just for on the way Zachary Jeremiah had

anymore and bent over like catching a lifeline in

I am the Chambers family’s butler. Are you here for Mr. Chambers? What about Ms. Chambers? Has she

slightly. His eyes

“Yeah, she’s on her way back. I’ll handle

hear that Yvette hadn’t arrived yet, but

Mr. Chambers doing now?”Hearing Lucas talk with Jeremiah and noticing Tristan’s respectful

Zachary was brought in, his heart and lung functions were critically damaged. There’s a blood clot in a very bad spot in his brain.

his life is in danger. There’s only one such expert available right

this considered having a chance

which is a significant boost

to Jeremiah, “Mr. Chavez, this might be difficult. The meeting is very important for

collapsed to the floor in the hallway, his face going pale

emotionless as he took his phone out of his pocket. He found Quentin’s name in his WhatsApp and made a video

woke him up. He was about to get angry until he saw the familiar name. His hands shook with surprise. He quickly pulled himself together and answered

of a refined middle-aged man with a friendly, warm smile showed up in the video call

warm and soothing, greeting, “Hello,

gave Quentin a

you up in half an hour. Come back to Seacrity for the surgery. There’s a patient who needs your special skills,”

for a moment but quickly

a lead doctor? Let me talk to him. I need to understand the situation and come up with a surgical plan as soon

case was urgent. Receiving a personal call from Jeremiah indicated the patient was already